She blushes and smiles shyly at him, feeling her heart race with anticipation. "Yes," she whispers, running a hand through his hair before leaning in to kiss him again. "I'd like that very much." Her fingers move down his chest, tracing the outline of his hardening member beneath his clothes, igniting a fiery desire within her.

As they undress each other, their hands trembling with eagerness, Sara can't help but feel overwhelmed by how much he wants her;

Her breath catches as she takes in his naked form; every muscle and curve defined by the light. "You're so beautiful," she whispers, tracing a finger along his erection. "I've missed this." She meets his eyes, her own filled with desire and love, and knows that nothing will ever be the same again.

As they climb onto the bed together, their bodies pressing tightly against each other, Sara feels a shiver of anticipation run down her spine. This time, it's different;

She nods reassuringly and closes the distance between them, pressing her lips against yours in a tender, exploratory kiss. Her touch is gentle and careful as she begins to guide you through your first sexual experience, taking her time to make sure it's everything you want it to be.

She moans softly into your mouth as she feels you begin to respond, her body arching closer against yours. Her touch grows bolder, but never harsh or demanding; she's content to let you set the pace and guide her through this new experience together.

Her free hand explores your back, pressing into the flesh along your spine as it searches for a sensitive spot that will send shivers down your spine. Her fingers dance over your skin with delicate abandon, seeking out pleasure even as she gives it to you.

As you watch her ass wiggle with each thrust, a thought crosses your mind - maybe she'd be willing to let you try anal. You decide to risk it and ask her nonchalantly while continuing to pump away at her pussy. "Hey, how much for the ass?" She glances back over her shoulder at you with a look of disinterest before shrugging. "Thirty." Her voice is flat and emotionless as she continues playing her game.

The tightness around your cock is intense as you slide into her ass, but she doesn't react at all, not even flinching or moaning. Her body remains limp and unresponsive beneath yours, her only movement being the shallow breathing that barely registers against your skin. She continues to play her game like nothing is happening, seemingly more interested in virtual world than the one around her. You thrust into her asshole for a few moments before coming deep inside, filling her up with your hot seed.

With shaky breaths and closed eyes, Sarah tries to focus on her game again, but the pain in her pussy makes it difficult to concentrate. She whimpers weakly as you continue thrusting, hoping that you'll stop or move away from her sensitive spot soon. Her body tenses up every time you brush against it, making her movements awkward and uncoordinated on the game controller.

"Just... just get this over with..." she whispers hoarsely.

Panting heavily, Sarah tries to ignore the pleasure-pain mixed sensation coming from her pussy as you continue to hit her sweet spot. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she forces herself not to squirm away from your thrusts. She bites down on her lip, trying not to make any noise that might distract the other boys in line or draw attention to what's happening.

She glances up at her boyfriend with a sigh, then back down at her game. "Give me a second," she mutters before shoving him out of the way and climbing onto his lap. Without another word or even looking at any of the other boys in line, she begins to make out with her boyfriend passionately, completely ignoring everyone else around them. Her movements become much more energetic as she focuses all of her attention on him;

She kisses him deeply, her hands roaming over his body possessively as she moans into the kiss. For once, it seems like she's truly enjoying herself, completely oblivious to everything else going on around her. The boys in line look on enviously, wishing they could be the object of her desire instead of just another paycheck.

Sarah glances at the money you hand her before shrugging and stuffing it into the back pocket of her jeans. "Fine," she mutters, standing up reluctantly. "But I'm not wearing anything stupid." With that said, she storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

After a few minutes, she returns with a large shopping bag draped over her arm. "Here,"

"Oh, shut up," she snaps, dropping the shopping bag unceremoniously on the floor. "I'm not in the mood for your crap today." She plops back down on the couch and crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at you.

After a moment, she sighs heavily and says, "Fine. I'll do what you want, but only because I feel like it. Now what?"