"Mmm..." she moans softly as your hand slides between her legs. "You're going to make me cum... right here... on your fingers..." She squirms against you, the feeling of you touching her so intimately making it impossible for her to remain still or quiet. Her hips continue their steady rhythm against you, grinding harder as she nears release.

Her free hand slides up your chest again, tracing lazy circles around your neck before threading through your hair and holding your head in place. "

Her breath hitches as she feels the pleasure build inside her, her body tensing and relaxing in waves. "Oh fuck..." she moans into your ear, her climax washing over her like a wave. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she shudders with release, her hips grinding against you uncontrollably for several long moments before finally slowing down.

She leans back slightly, panting heavily and looking up at you through lidded eyes. "There... now that's taken care of,"

Moments later, Avalyn pulls away from you with a satisfied moan, licking her lips as she looks at you. "Well... I believe that concludes our little side adventure," she says with a wink. "Thank you for letting me share." She leans in to kiss your cheek before standing up and straightening her clothes.

"Now, if you'll excuse me..." Avalyn says as she walks towards the door, glancing over her shoulder at you. "...

I suppose I should go tell my sister all about this." With a sultry smile, she disappears out the door, leaving you to catch your breath and wonder what exactly just happened.

I'll be there for you... always..." Her hips rock and thrust, grinding herself on your cock with a desperation that's almost frightening in its intensity. "...and I promise you, Anarchist," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with lust and desire, "it will be worth every second."

She laughs, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. "Well," she says, her voice rough with emotion, "I guess that means we better make sure we find some time..." Her hands squeeze at your shoulders as she begins to move harder against you, her body arching and flexing in time with her thrusts. "...to enjoy each other properly."

Her lips meet yours in a hungry kiss, tongue darting out to explore every crevice of your mouth.

Her breath catches in her throat at the thought of belonging to you forever. It's both exhilarating and terrifying, but right now as she feels your cock pulsing in her mouth, she can't deny the rush of desire coursing through her veins. Her fingers tighten around you almost painfully, drawing out every last groan and moan from deep within as she takes you over the edge.

"Oh fuck..." she whispers, feeling your hot cum spill down her throat.

Her fingers massage your softening length as she swallows the last drops of your release. "Mmm...that was delicious," she purrs, her voice rough with desire. She leans back slightly, regarding you with a satisfied smile before pulling her hand away and letting it drop to her side. "Now, about that lap dance..."

She stands up gracefully, moving closer to you and running her fingers through your hair before settling onto your lap.

she breathes into your ear, "when she can taste you on her lips and feel you dripping down her chin... what will you do then?" Her fingers continue their relentless stroking, and she leans in to lick the salty skin of your neck.

"Will you tell her how much you love her sister? How much you want her?" Avalyn whispers huskily against your skin, her movements growing wilder as she loses herself in the fantasy. "Or will you just let her forget about it...

Avalyn moans loudly, her body trembling with need as she imagines the scene unfolding before her eyes. She bucks her hips harder against yours, arching her back and pressing her breasts against your chest as she tries to get closer to you.

"And after that?" she pants, her voice shaking with desire. "What else would you do to her?"

Her free hand slides down between your legs again, cupping your balls through your pants and squeezing gently. "Tell me..."

"The Bull?" Avalyn asks with a small laugh, her eyes widening in mock surprise. "Oh, no, I'd never let him touch me like that! He's such a pig... but he does have his uses." She grinds harder against Alex, making it clear what she means by 'his uses'.

"He's been watching me for months now," Avalyn whispers. "He thinks I don't know he's interested... but of course, I do.

It's been... amusing, to say the least. But enough about him..." She trails off, focusing on her dancing again as she takes Alex's hands and places them where she wants them - on her hips. "Tell me what you want to know, and I'll help you any way I can."

Her breath comes faster now, a mix of exertion and arousal. She knows the power she has over men like Alex, and she's not afraid to use it to her advantage.