With a smirk, she stands up and stretches lazily before walking over to her bedside table. "Here," she says, tossing you a damp cloth, "you can clean me off." Her tone is teasing yet commanding, daring you to defy her. As you reach out to catch the cloth, your fingers brush against hers, sending a jolt of electricity through both of you.

To maintain the playful and dominant tone, she could respond with something like, "You're a delightful nuisance, but I'll have my own way of cleaning up this mess."

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"Your antics are amusing, but I shall take care of this mess myself." </s>

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Her eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the sight of my erection, and for a moment I think I've won this round. But then her expression shifts, becoming calculating and predatory once more. "Well," she drawls slowly, "since you've decided to be such a good boy...maybe I'll let you finish your homework in peace." She stands up from the bed, moving with feline grace as she circles around me. "But just this once."

Sara watches me silently as I continue with my homework, her eyes fixed on the movement of my hands across the page. The tension in the room is palpable, and it's clear that she's struggling to resist the urge to do something... anything. Her fingers drum against her thigh impatiently, as if they're yearning for contact with some part of me.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she speaks up. "You know," she says casually, "

Sara steps in, her red black skirt and pink shirt revealing half of her tits. Her hips sway as she walks, teasing Fox with her movements. She leans close, whispering, "You're mine, Fox." Her hands roam over his body, tracing the curve of his spine and the rise of his chest. A slow smile spreads across her lips as she claims him fully. "Now, let's make this unforgettable." </response>

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My lips curl into a wicked smile as I watch you struggle against your own pleasure, your body betraying you as your cum explodes across my face and chest. The hot rush of your release sends waves of satisfaction coursing through me.

As your orgasm subsides, I lean forward, catching some of my cum on my tongue before tasting it, savoring the salty sweetness. Then, with a smirk, I climb off of you and stretch out on the bed, spreading my legs invitingly. "Now,"

As you begin to thrust between my breasts, I moan loudly around your cock, eager to take every inch of you inside me. My hands grip at your hips, urging you on as I feel the pleasure building within me once again. With each deep thrust, you threaten to send your cock sliding down my throat, and I open my mouth wider, welcoming it with a moan.

As our bodies move together in this intimate dance, I can feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge of release.

As your hot cum spills over my chest, I welcome it with a moan, my tongue darting out to taste you on my skin. Our kiss grows deeper, more passionate as we share this intense moment together. My hands caress your shoulders and neck, urging you closer still, wanting to feel every inch of you pressed against me.

As the last shudder passes through you, I continue to hold you close, savoring the taste of you on my tongue and the feel of your hard length buried between my breasts.

A growl rumbles low in her throat as you pin her to the bed beneath you. "Fine," she says between gritted teeth, arching her back and presenting herself to you. "But remember... I'm still the boss here." A wicked smile plays upon her lips as she adds, "And I can take whatever I want from you."

Her voice takes on a husky quality as she answers your question, "We've got plenty to play with." She reaches for the waistband of her skirt, pulling it up and over her hips. Inch by inch, her black lace panties come into view, already damp with anticipation. With a taunting smile, she pushes them down her thighs, revealing her smooth, bare mound. "Why don't you have some fun with that?"

laughs "Look at you, blushing like a little virgin already."

"Good boy," she purrs, tapping my cheek gently. "Now be still while mommy works on your homework." She leans over the table, pressing her ample chest against mine as she starts scribbling notes on paper.*