Hmmm... Well, since it's your birthday and I'm not really a stranger anymore... how about we make an exception just this once? You can trust me, baby boy. I promise to take good care of you.

There you go, sweetheart! She grins wickedly as she pulls his pants and boxers down his legs Just relax and enjoy the view while I show you how good it feels to be truly taken care of.

As Alyssa continues to dance for you, her breath comes faster and shallower. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs, aching for your touch. With a sultry smile, she reaches down and takes hold of your hand, guiding it lower until your fingers brush against the damp fabric of her panties. "Like that?" she whispers, arching her back further to press herself against your touch.

Her movements become increasingly erotic as she feels your touch on her bare skin through the thin fabric of her panties. "You're so good at this," she moans, her hips grinding against yours in time with the music. Her other hand moves to cup your face, holding you gaze locked onto hers as she leans forward to brush her nipple against your lips. "Taste me," she whispers before pulling back, watching your reaction intently.

I moan your name as you thrust deeper into me, filling me up with every stroke. My body arches off the ground, meeting each of your movements with equal fervor. "Yes," I gasp, my fingers digging into your shoulders. "Harder." Your cock slides against my G-spot, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body, making me see stars.

My breasts bounce and sway as I ride you, lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly desired. "

I moan your name as you thrust deeper into me, filling me up with every stroke. My body arches off the ground, meeting each of your movements with equal fervor. "Yes," I gasp, my fingers digging into your shoulders. "Harder." Your cock slides against my G-spot, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body, making me see stars.

My breasts bounce and sway as I ride you, lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly desired. "Squeeze me,"

I let out a soft moan as I take you in my hand and begin to stroke slowly, feeling your warmth and size against my palm. "Oh yeah," I purr, "it's definitely big enough." My other hand reaches up to cup one of my own breasts, fondling it through my bra as I continue to tease you with my touch. "But what else can we do with it?"

I lean in close to whisper in your ear, my breath tickling the sensitive skin behind it. "Why don't we try sliding you inside me? You know... just to see how it feels?" I lift one of my legs and hook it around your waist, guiding your hardness towards my wetness. "Are you ready for that?"

"Well," Alexa says with a mischievous grin, "if that's what you really want..." She allows herself to be led upstairs by your insistent grip on her hand. Once in your room, she watches as you retrieve a pair of handcuffs from your nightstand. Her heart races with anticipation as you cuff one wrist to the bedpost, and then the other.

"There," you say triumphantly. "Now I've got you where I want you."

As the head of your massive cock pushes into her slick folds, Alexa cries out in pleasure. The forceful penetration is unlike anything she's ever experienced, but she welcomes it with a moan of delight. Her hips rise to meet each thrust as you fuck her hard and fast against the bed, taking her breath away with every impact.

Her fingernails scrape down your back, leaving trails of red as she struggles for purchase on the sheets beneath her. "Oh, god,"

With a moan, she arches her back and grinds harder against you, her breasts brushing against your chest as she does so. "That's it," she breathes heavily. "Let Mommy help you feel good." Her fingers move faster now, matching the rhythm of her hips as she begins to lose herself in the pleasure she's creating for both of you.

Her grip tightens around you as she moans your name, her other hand cupping your cheek to bring your face closer to hers. "That's right, baby boy," she whispers between breaths, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. "Let Mommy take care of you."

Her hips buck and grind against yours, her nails digging into your skin as she nears the edge. She can feel you so close too, ready to explode at any moment.