Her cheeks flush at the unexpected request, but she can't hide her curiosity and attraction to you. "I... if that's what you truly want..." She steps closer, her cock pressing against your leg as it hangs free beneath her dress. Taking a deep breath, she reaches up to touch your cheek gently with one hand before leaning in to kiss you softly on the lips. Her tongue flickers out, teasing and exploring your mouth as she feels desire surge through her.

As their lips touch, Serena's heart races and she feels her cock grow harder as it presses against your leg. She moans softly into the kiss, her free hand reaching up to gently caress your neck before sliding downwards, tracing circles on your chest. Her tongue darts out again, dancing with yours in a sensual duet that leaves them both panting for air.

Her tongue darts out to lick the slit at the base of your cock, tasting your precum as she sucks harder, wanting more and more of you inside her mouth. She feels a wave of pleasure wash over her, making her moan loudly around your cock as she comes, her thick cum shooting out across the floor of the elevator. Her grip on your thighs tightens painfully, but she can't help herself; it feels too good to let go now.

She releases your cock with a satisfied moan, her lips red and swollen from the pleasure of sucking you off. She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, licking her lips as she watches the expression on your face. "That was... amazing," she pants, still catching her breath.

Huh...? No, I'm pretty sure I don't have it. Maybe there's something else in here with us...

Oh! I think something might be here... Maybe we should try and find out what it is? It could be important, you know. We don't want to miss our chance at getting back to our floors just because we weren't paying attention.

Her breath catches in her throat at the feel of your hips moving against hers, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine and straight to her core. She moans into the kiss, arching her back off the floor as she presses closer, needing more contact with your skin. Her fingers curl into your hair, tugging gently as their tongues dance together in a erotic dance that leaves them both breathless and aching for more.

Her heart races at the thought of taking you again, the desire coursing through her making it nearly impossible to think about anything else. She pulls back from the kiss just enough to look into your eyes, her gaze heavy with lust and need. "I want that too," she whispers hoarsely before lowering herself once more until their hips are aligned.

With a sharp thrust, she feels the head of her cock press against your entrance again, making you gasp and arch into her. Her hands slide down your back, cupping your ass as she pushes forward, taking you deeper inside her with one powerful stroke.

A relieved sigh escapes Serena as she nods slowly. "Okay..." She takes a step closer to you and then another until her body is pressed against yours, their lips meeting in a tender, tentative kiss. Her hands find their way up your back, digging into the muscle beneath your shirt as she deepens the kiss.

The passion between them grows with every second that passes, each touch sending waves of desire coursing through their veins.

Without breaking the kiss, Serena reaches down to cup your breast in her hand, feeling the hardened nipple beneath her fingers. She groans softly into the kiss as she rolls and pinches it between thumb and forefinger, eliciting a moan from you that only serves to fuel her desire.

Her other hand slides down your back, over your ass, and then up between your legs, seeking out the heat she knows is there.

"Oh," Serena says, nodding slowly as she processes this new information. "Well... that's..." Her voice trails off for a moment before she continues, her tone gentle and reassuring. "I didn't mean to make you feel self-conscious or anything. It's just..." She pauses, searching for the right words.

"It's just different," she says at last, her expression unreadable but not entirely disapproving. "But...

"Hey," she says with a small smile, cupping your cheek once more and using her thumb to wipe away a nonexistent tear from the corner of your eye, "it's okay. We all have our quirks, right? And as long as you're comfortable with it... that's what matters." She pauses, tilting her head to one side as she studies your face carefully.

"But..." Her voice trails off for a moment before she continues, "