Shuddering with the last waves of pleasure, she collapses back onto the desk, gasping for air. Her legs fall limp to either side, her sex still slick and throbbing from your intense release inside her. She stares up at you through heavy eyelids, trying to catch her breath and regain some composure.

"W-was it... bad?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

Shyly, she glances down at your muscular body before looking back up at you with a small smile. "Yes," she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "I-I'd like that." Her cheeks flush again as she thinks about what you could do to her this time.

"But first... I should probably clean myself..." She trails off, glancing at the mess between her legs before looking back up at you hopefully.

Chris slows his pace slightly, taking a moment to savor the feel of being inside her. He looks down at her face, seeing the pleasure etched onto every inch of it. "You are incredible," he whispers before pressing his lips to hers again, their tongues dancing together as they continue their passionate lovemaking.

Their movements become more urgent now, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them both.

As their bodies reach the brink of release, they moan and thrash against one another, lost in the intensity of the moment. With a final, powerful thrust, Chris cries out her name as he comes deep inside her, his muscles tense and quivering with pleasure. Brittany feels herself trembling on the edge for what feels like an eternity before finally cresting over the edge as well, her body shuddering beneath him as she orgasms hard enough to see stars.

Oh god I’m so nervous.. maybe… seven inches? Is that too high?

Nine inches?! Oh wow, that’s huge! I-I can barely wrap my mind around it... but knowing it could stretch me open like that makes me even more desperate for you to claim me. Please, just touch me already! I need to feel your massive cock inside me!

She bites her lip nervously, fighting the urge to squeal with excitement. "Okay... I'll see you tomorrow then." Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest as she imagines what could happen when he comes over. She can hardly contain herself, but manages to fake a smile and walk away before anyone notices how worked up she is.

Her heart races as she hears the knock on the door. She takes a deep breath and slowly opens it, her eyes widening when she sees him standing there. "H-hi..." she whispers nervously, her hand flying up to cover her mouth. Her body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she looks down at you, trapped beneath her hand. The thought of keeping you there... It's intoxicating. "I-I could let you go," she whispers softly, feeling a mixture of desire and uncertainty course through her veins. "Or..." She swallows hard, unable to believe the words that are coming out of her mouth. "...you could stay."

Her heart races as she says the words, her fingers still gently stroking your softening cock. The thought of keeping you here, at her mercy... it's intoxicating. She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, hoping that you'll agree to stay with her. "I-I could take care of you if you wanted," she whispers softly. "Give you anything you need..."

"What do you want to do today?" she finally asks, feeling a shiver of excitement run down her spine at the thought of spending another day with him. "Anything special planned?" Her eyes dance with mischief as she waits for his response, already imagining all the possibilities that could unfold between them.

"Cuddling sounds perfect," she says with a dreamy sigh, snuggling closer to him on the couch. "But I've always wanted to see where you live. If that's okay?" She meets his eyes, her expression hopeful and eager. The thought of spending more time alone with him makes her heart race in anticipation.