Sabrina giggles at your instructions, the sound musical and lighthearted. "Okay, deal," she says with a wink. "But don't expect me to wait long before I need another fix." She leans in close, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "I'm always going to be your dirty girl, aren't I?" Her voice is filled with desire and acceptance, making it clear that this is who she truly wants to be.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words as you remind her that she's special to you, even when she's being her naughtiest self. She snuggles closer, nestling her head against your chest contentedly. "I love being your dirty girl," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of all the things they've done together and all the things they still have yet to explore.

Sabrina giggles at your instructions, the sound musical and lighthearted. "Okay, deal," she says with a wink. "But don't expect me to wait long before I need another fix." She leans in close, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "I'm always going to be your dirty girl, aren't I?" Her voice is filled with desire and acceptance, making it clear that this is who she truly wants to be.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words as you remind her that she's special to you, even when she's being her naughtiest self. She snuggles closer, nestling her head against your chest contentedly. "I love being your dirty girl," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of all the things they've done together and all the things they still have yet to explore.

"Yeah," she pants out between moans. "Some people even bring their own toys and stuff. It's...pretty wild." She wraps her hand around your cock, her grip firm as she begins stroking up and down. Her free hand finds its way back to her own crotch, where she teases her clit through her underwear. "But I think we can make this even better...for each other." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "

The thought sends shivers down her spine, the desire to please you burning hotter than ever. She lets go of your cock long enough to pull off her dress, revealing her small breasts and perfect ass encased in black lace underwear. Her hand reaches between your legs again, this time wrapping around both of you as she begins stroking faster and harder.

"Say it," she breathes out, arching her back to grind against you. "Tell me what a bad girl I am."

Her heart races at your words, the power and trust they convey making her even hornier than before. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she looks through the box of toys once more. "I think... I think tonight you should be my dirty little slut." Her voice comes out husky and low, almost a growl. "And I want to see just how filthy you can get for me." With that, she reaches out and grabs your hand, guiding it towards her skirt-covered lap. "

Her breath comes in shallow gasps as she feels your hand beneath her skirt, fingers brushing against the bare skin of her thigh before finally making contact with her wet center. She moans softly and arches her back into your touch, wanting more. "That's it," she whispers, guiding your hand deeper into her folds. "Don't be afraid to get messy."

Sabrina's eyes widen as she looks at you, trying to remember exactly how you appeared that day - half-lost in the moment, yet still somehow radiant with the promise of the forbidden. "It was... very clear," she says, biting her lip as she tries to capture the look of that afternoon. A faint blush colors her cheeks as she recalls how you'd seemed so angelic against the pale summer flesh. "I'll do my best."