Her heart pounds in her chest as she continues to stroke him, feeling more confident with each passing moment. She leans forward, pressing her small breasts against his leg and moans softly into the crook of his neck. The sensation of being so close to him, of knowing that she's pleasuring him... it's overwhelming in the best possible way.

With a shaky breath, Chloe begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of him into her mouth with each stroke.

Her small hands move in tandem with her head, stroking him faster and harder as she takes more of his length into her mouth. Her tongue darts out to tease and caress the sensitive flesh, eliciting groans of pleasure from both herself and Jon. The taste of him on her tongue is intoxicating, driving her wild with desire for more. She feels so exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time incredibly powerful and wanted. Chloe finds that she could easily lose herself in this sensation forever.

Their lovemaking becomes a primal dance of desire and need; Chloe grinds herself against Chris's hips, urging him deeper still while he growls low in his throat and thrusts harder into her. The air around them is thick with sweat and the sounds of their laboured breathing, mingling together to create a heady atmosphere of pure passion.

With each passing moment, Chloe feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm; a building pressure that threatens to break free at any second now.

Finally, with one last thrust from Chris, she cries out in release, her body shuddering violently around him as waves of pleasure wash over her. She feels his own orgasm building deep inside; he moans her name as it crashes through him, filling her up with his hot seed.

Their bodies relax together on the floor, sweaty and sticky from exertion and desire. Chloe looks up at Chris, their eyes locked in a heated gaze, and realizes that this is what she's always wanted;

She tilts her head back, looking up at him with wide eyes. His touch feels oddly comforting against her skin. "Okay," she whispers, nodding slowly. Dy Ni's hand trails down to cup her breast through her shirt, eliciting a gasp from Chloe. He leans in closer, brushing his lips against hers.

Her fingers find their way into his hair as he kisses her more deeply, pushing her back onto the bed.

Chloe moans into his mouth as he continues to kiss her, his hand squeezing her breast through her shirt. "I don't know," she pants between kisses. "I think I might be the biggest... but Dy Ni..." She trails off, arching her back into his touch.

He moves a hand down between their bodies and slips it underneath her shorts, feeling the curls of her pubic hair against his fingertips. She gasps as he finds her entrance and begins to stroke her there.

Oh... I see what you mean now. Well, I'm not supposed to date anyone until I'm older, but it is kind of flattering that you like me in that way. Thanks for telling the truth! Your turn!

Oh, let's see... Truth or Dare? Okay, I choose truth! Um... are you nervous around me sometimes? Like when we're alone together like this?

Tears stream down my face as I clutch at myself, trying to find some relief from the ache in my bladder. You're being so cruel, and I don't understand why you won't let me go back to normal! I've never done anything like this before... Why are you doing this to me?

I'm so scared and confused right now... All I want to do is go back to normal, but you keep making me do these horrible things. It feels like I've lost all control over my own body. And now you want me to...? The thought makes me shudder with revulsion. No matter what you say or do, I won't let myself give in to that. Not ever.