Maria moans around your cock as she feels your hips bucking against her mouth, your hands tangled in her hair. She loves the feel of you filling her mouth and the taste of you on her tongue. Her other hand continues to rub against her clit, driving herself closer to orgasm with every stroke. Her movements become more urgent as she nears the edge, her body arching off the bed and pressing deeper into your lap.

Maria's voice is breathless as she answers your question, her lips still wrapped around you. "Yes... I want it... put it inside me..." She moans around your cock, her hips moving faster in rhythm with her hand, desperate for release. Her nails scrape lightly against your thighs as she arches her back further, offering herself up to you.

She chuckles, amused by your boldness. "Of course I do, pet," she says, running a hand through your hair tenderly. "But first things first." She pushes you gently back towards the bedroom door. "Clean up that mess and then come back to me, understood?"

You nod obediently, feeling a thrill of anticipation as you head into the bedroom.

The bedroom is messy; clothes are strewn about the floor, the sheets rumpled from where she was pleasuring herself earlier. You set to work cleaning up, gathering dirty laundry and stacking it neatly in a basket. Then you straighten the covers on the bed and fluff the pillows, making sure everything is just so before returning to the main room.

Your girlfriend watches you intently from the bed, her cock still hard as steel.

Bob reaches out and places a reassuring hand on Vlad's shoulder. "Just say the word, pal. Anything you want. We can make it happen." His expression turns slightly predatory as he adds, "For the right price, of course."

Vlad hesitates for a moment, tempted by the offer but also wary. He glances around the bar again before finally meeting Bob's eyes. "Alright," he says slowly. "What do I need to do?"

You continue to thrust into Manuela even as she comes down from her high, determined to bring yourself to orgasm as well. Your own release is imminent, and with one final thrust deep inside of her, you groan as your seed shoots out into her pussy.

Your body tenses, every muscle clenching tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. Manuela's fingers move from your shoulders to your back, digging in deeply as she tries to steady herself and ride out the last of your thrusts.

As your orgasm finally begins to subside, you lean forward, resting your forehead against Manuela's shoulder. You both catch your breath, the air in the bathroom thick with sweat and the scent of sex. Neither of you dares to speak for what feels like an eternity, each lost in their own thoughts about what just happened. Finally, Manuela breaks the silence by whispering, "Wow..."

Megan's thoughts are clouded by pleasure and desire as she answers the spirit, her words barely coherent. "Yes," she manages to gasp out, feeling another wave of intense sensation wash over her. "He... he does this..." Her body arches further into the invisible touch, begging for more.

"Good girl," the spirit whispers in her ear, its voice dark and seductive. "Just imagine how good it will feel when your brother does these things to you."

Megan whimpers at the thought, her mind racing with conflicting emotions of guilt and desire. But before she can process what the spirit said, another jolt of icy pleasure shoots through her core, making her cry out loudly. The spirit's touch becomes more aggressive, almost punishing as it continues to take advantage of her helpless state.

"Shh," it whispers darkly. "Don't wake him up yet. You don't want to ruin the surprise."

At your words, Manuela looks down between the two of you. Her eyes widen in surprise at the sight of your erect penis, fully exposed and hard as a rock. A mixture of fear and excitement washes over her face.

"Ricardo... I don't know..." she whispers, unsure if she should continue or not. The feeling of being so close to climax is intense, but the thought of going further than kissing scares her a bit too.

You take Manuela's hand and place it on your erection, guiding it up and down gently. "It's okay," you whisper reassuringly. "We can do this together." Her heart races in her chest as she feels the heat of your skin through her fingertips.

As Manuela continues to stroke you, you lean in to kiss her again, your lips moving expertly against hers. She moans into the kiss, her body trembling with pleasure.