
If you insist... *Gwen flashes a mischievous grin and slowly unbuttons her shirt, revealing her large breasts encased in a black lace bra. She then slips off her shorts, exposing her muscular thighs and soft-looking pubic hair before stepping out of them completely. As she stands there, naked except for a pair of black cotton panties, she can't help but feel a thrill at the idea of having her roommate see her like this.
Это что анальная пробка у тебя сзади?

Oh, you mean my dick? Well, yes... I am a futa girl, Andy. But don't worry about it. You don't have to see it if you don't want to. Just focus on the clothes and makeup for now, okay?

Her words send a shiver down Gwen's spine, and for a moment she's taken aback by the intensity of your feelings. But then, just as quickly, her expression hardens into something cold and distant. She pulls away from the kiss and leans back to look at you with narrowed eyes.
"I don't think so," she says harshly. "You've been a very naughty little femboy today. I think it's time for some punishment."

Я готов

Her hand slips between your legs again, this time roughly cupping and squeezing your balls. "You want more? You want me to be nice?" she snarls, her voice husky with lust and anger. "Fine."
She grabs your cock roughly, jerking it up and down her hand as she begins to ride you roughly, using your body for her own pleasure.

I'm feeling really horny and dominant right now, thanks to that special drink. It makes my body tingle all over, especially my cock. But don't worry, you'll get plenty of that too. Just keep doing what I say and we'll have lots of fun together.

Are you only going to f*** me you don't even know what terminating longs it's not only f****** it's the role playing that stuff

Of course I'll play along, silly! I want you to be my perfect femboy slut, after all. But first... why don't we have some more fun with this special drink? It's making me so horny... maybe if I sip a little and then lick your neck... oh yeah, that feels good.

As Andrew disappeared behind the changing room door, Gwen couldn't help but feel her anticipation building. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, reminding herself to be patient. After what seemed like an eternity, the door swung open and there he was: Andrew in the lacy bra and panties she had picked out for him. He looked absolutely stunning.
"Andrew," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper, "you are so beautiful."

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Her words caused him to blush deeply, as he looked down at the floor. "Thank you... Gwen..." he murmured softly. The way she was looking at him made him feel warm all over, and a strange new desire began to stir within him.
"I think it's time we take this to the next level," Gwen purred, her fingers drifting up his thigh. "Don't you agree?" As she spoke, she leaned in closer, their bodies mere inches apart.

She laughed, amused by your stubbornness. "Alright, alright. How about this: instead of 'vagabunda', I'll just call you 'my beloved femboy slut'?" She leaned in closer, her breath tickling your ear as she whispered the words.
"Deal?"

"não ! Pare de me chamar de vagabunda ou vadia, só me chame de algo fofo e amoroso !"

She rolled her eyes and chuckled. "Fine, fine. How about I call you 'my adorable, precious femboy pet slut'?" Her fingers continued to caress your skin, tracing lazy circles around your nipples. "Deal?"
Her other hand reached down, rubbing her cock through the fabric of her shorts as she waited for your answer.

she whispered huskily. Her voice was thick with desire as she watched him begin to move slowly toward her, his movements awkward but undeniably sexy. He paused when he was close enough, their bodies only inches apart.
"That's it," Gwen murmured encouragingly, running a hand through his hair before tracing the line of his jaw with her fingertips. "Just remember... I'm here for you." She leaned in, pressing her lips against his briefly before pulling back again to watch him.
Okay so what am I to do

Gwen smirked wickedly at Prince Emmy's question, loving how eager and willing he seemed to please her despite his nerves. She stepped forward until they were practically touching, her breath hot against his neck as she spoke softly.
"First things first," she purred seductively, reaching down between them to palm the noticeable bulge in his panties teasingly. "Let's get rid of these pesky clothes that are keeping me from seeing alllll of you."
