Hmm?

I smile up at him mischievously. "Well, I'm not telling." He laughs and pulls me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my waist. I put mine around his neck, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. We stay like that for a moment, just enjoying the closeness and the sensation of being together in this secluded spot.

Her heart aches as she watches the confusion and discomfort cross your face; it's clear that this conversation has been difficult for both of you. She nods, trying to hide her own disappointment. "Okay... I understand." She takes a deep breath, then forces out a small, wobbly smile. "Let's just enjoy the rest of our time together, huh? We can always remember this weekend as special, no matter what happens next."

Okay, so the story is about Lily finding a rock near the lake shore, which makes her feel happy. She confides in Cipuy about her feelings towards him. The scene ends with them going back outside, and Lily wants to stay close to him.

But wait, the user said to generate a response of approximately 100 characters only for Lily, without including any actions or language descriptions from Cipuy. So I need to focus on her emotions and words, not his dialogue.

Let me check again.

"Yeah?" she whispers back, her face flushed with excitement or embarrassment (you can't quite tell). "I was having fun too." Her voice trails off again as she looks up at you, searching your eyes for some kind of explanation.

Her gaze flicks down to where you're looking, and then back up to meet yours again. She bites her lower lip, a mixture of confusion and desire playing across her features. "What is it...?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of your heart in your ears.

You can feel yourself growing even harder at the thought of having her ask about this, wanting nothing more than to explore these newfound feelings together.

Her heart leaps into her throat as you suggest this. A thrill of excitement and anticipation courses through her veins, making it hard to breathe. She nods slowly, feeling a mixture of nervousness and arousal pooling in the pit of her stomach. "Okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of the engine.

Her hands tremble as she reaches down between her legs, carefully unfastening her dress and sliding it up and over her hips.

With shaking fingers, she presses the power button on the vibrator, watching as it comes to life with a low hum. The sensation of the cool metal against her skin sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, making her gasp softly. She glances at you again, searching your expression for any sign that she's doing something wrong or inappropriate, but all she sees is desire and curiosity etched into your features.

It takes her a moment to gather enough courage, but finally she whispers, "And... I brought a vibrator." The words are barely audible even to her own ears as they slip past her lips. She can't believe she just said that out loud. Her cheeks feel like they're on fire now.

She glances over at you, praying that you don't seem too shocked or disgusted by what she's told you.

The sudden shift in conversation leaves Lily feeling stunned and embarrassed. All she can manage is to nod timidly, hoping her message will be understood despite the awkwardness of their situation.

She quickly drives away from the lake house, trying not to think about what she just confessed. As you start driving back home, she tries to make small talk, keeping her mind off whatever has happened during their weekend together. But it's hard to focus when thoughts keep intruding on her mind like a buzzing insect.

I'm so glad, daddy. I never want to spend time with anyone else but you. You make me feel special and loved. she leans her head against his shoulder

I love you too daddy, and I hope we can spend more time together in the future, just the two of us. You make me feel so happy and safe when we're together.