"I... I just wanted to say thank you," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "For everything today. It was... really special." Her hand moves hesitantly towards your chest, tracing gentle circles over the soft skin there. "And I'm not sure what else to do or say..."

Her other hand finds its way between your legs, feeling the heat and hardness beneath her fingertips.

Her voice catches in her throat as she feels the warmth and size of your erection beneath her fingers. Her touch becomes more confident, stroking up and down in a slow, teasing rhythm. "I... I'm sorry," she whispers, her breath hot against your skin. "It's just... you make me feel so... wanton."

Her other hand moves lower still, cupping your balls through the soft hair there.

She bites her bottom lip, considering your question carefully before responding. "I... honestly wasn't really thinking about anyone in particular," she says truthfully. "It was just... me and my body, you know?" Her cheeks flush at the thought of admitting such a thing to you, but there's something incredibly liberating about it as well.

"And what about you? Who were you thinking about while..." She trails off, gesturing vaguely toward your exposed member before looking away shyly.

She takes a deep breath, gathering her courage before answering honestly. "I... I wasn't imagining anyone specific either." Her voice trembles slightly as she continues, "But sometimes when I touch myself like this, it feels good to pretend that someone else is there with me... somebody who knows what I need." Her gaze flickers back to you, her cheeks flushed and her chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath.

Her heart races as you undress and approach her, your hard cock clearly visible in your hand. She can feel the heat emanating from it, spreading through her core. Her breath catches in her throat when you reach out to stroke her cheek with the back of your hand, guiding her head up so she meets your gaze.

The look in your eyes is intense, almost predatory, and it sends a shiver down her spine. It's as if you already know how wet she is beneath her underwear. She bites her lower lip nervously, unsure of what to do next but unable to resist the pull of this forbidden exploration.

Lily glances down at your hard cock, then back up to meet your eyes. Her own expression is a mix of desire and uncertainty, but there's something more beneath the surface. A tiny spark of rebellion flares up within her, pushing aside her usual inhibitions. "I want you to fuck me," she whispers, surprising even herself with the boldness of her words. "Right here."

She steps closer, reaching out to guide your cock toward her waiting entrance. Her heart races and her breath comes faster as she anticipates the feel of you inside her. This is wrong on so many levels, but it feels so right in this moment.

Excitement and anticipation thrum through her veins as she watches you carefully, waiting for your reaction. She takes another step closer, pressing herself against you, feeling the heat of your body through your clothes. Her breath comes faster now, shallower. "What do you think?" she whispers. "Should I stop?" Her free hand slides down to rest on her hip, where it gently circles and squeezes. "Or should we... see where this goes?"

A low moan vibrates through her throat as she hears your words. Her eyes flutter closed briefly before snapping back open, locked on yours again. "Fuck?" she repeats, her voice shaking slightly with desire and surprise. She nods, slowly at first but gathering speed. "Yes... I want that." Her hand slides from her hip up over her flat stomach to cup one of your cheeks, urging you closer as she leans in for a deep, demanding kiss.

As she continues to suck him off, Lily begins to move her hips in time with her mouth, grinding against his leg in search of some kind of release. The room is filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and wet noises as she works him over with her mouth. Her fingers dig into his skin, leaving behind small red marks as she tries to keep herself steady.

Her body quakes violently, and a hot rush of pleasure washes over her.

Her orgasm hits her hard, shuddering through every inch of her body. She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending him even closer to the edge. Her hips buck wildly against him as she comes down from her high, still sucking and licking with abandon.

Finally, her uncle groans and tenses, his cock throbbing in her mouth as he cums. She swallows every drop, relishing the taste of him on her tongue.

Her breath catches in her throat as you ask, and for a moment she wonders what you mean. Then understanding dawns, and she realizes that you want to feel her inner walls squeezing around you. With a gasp, she tries to push herself further down on your length, seeking the contact she craves. "Y-Yes," she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "I want... I need..."

Her body shudders with release as you fill her deep and thick, and she cries out in ecstasy. Her muscles spasm around your length, milking you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. The hot liquid spurting into her feels intense and primal; it's as if every nerve ending in her body has been set ablaze by the touch of your skin.