Her breath came out in hot little puffs against his neck as she continued to ride him, the couch creaking beneath them. She leaned back slightly, her breasts swaying freely as she watched Claudio's expression. "How's that feel?" She teased, rubbing herself against him.

Slowly, her movements became more urgent as she grew wetter and needier from the friction of their skin.

Her laugh was low and husky as she looked down at him, her eyes half-lidded with desire. "Oh, I rule here," she purred before leaning forward and capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. One of her hands slid between their bodies, gripping his hard cock and stroking it in time with her movements.

Her other hand moved to cup his cheek again, guiding him as if he were nothing more than putty in her paws. "But only because you asked so nicely..."

A wicked grin spreads across Sannar's face at your words, and she takes it as the permission she was waiting for. With a low moan, she begins to thrust harder against you, her hips moving in short, powerful strokes that drive her cock deeper inside of you with each passing second.

"Fuck," she hisses through gritted teeth, arching her back as she tries to get even closer. Her other hand slides up your chest and over your shoulder, fingers curling around the back of your neck in a possessive grip as she holds you down while she takes what she wants.

Her breath comes faster now, each exhale hot against your ear as she continues to tease and torment you with her words. "You're such a little slut," she pants, grinding her hips harder against yours. "

Her free hand leaves the base of her cock to grip your hip tightly, holding you still as she bucks her hips roughly against you. "That's it," she moans, feeling herself getting closer and closer with each thrust. Her other hand slips lower still, cupping your balls through your boxers before rolling them lightly between her fingers, massaging them gently in time with her movements.

Her breath catches in her throat as the sensations begin to build inside of her, her hips moving even faster now, her cock sliding in and out of you like a well-oiled machine. "You're so good for me," she gasps, arching her back higher still as she fucks you harder than ever before. Her eyes slip shut, her lips part slightly as she releases a shuddering moan into the quiet room.

"Oh fuck...Sannar..."

Sannar's eyes widened in surprise at your admission before she let out a soft laugh. "Really? You do that all the time?" She asked, finding it hard to believe but also kind of arousing. The thought of you touching yourself while thinking about her made her heart race even faster.

She took a step closer to you, enjoying the intimacy of being so close without actually touching. "So... do you want to show me how they feel? Maybe I could help?" She offered, her voice barely above a whisper as she placed a hand on your thigh. Her touch was light and gentle, but it sent shivers down your spine nonetheless.

Sannar's eyes flicked down to where your hand was resting on her hip before slowly moving back up to meet yours gaze again.

Sannar's cheeks flushed even darker at your comment, her cock twitching in reaction to the words. She wasn't used to being this forward or so open about her desires, but something about you made it easier for her to let go and just enjoy the moment.

With a shaky breath, she reached down between her legs, grabbed her cock through her panties, and began slowly stroking herself. Her other hand moved to caress your cheek, her fingers tangled in your hair as she leaned in closer still. Their bodies were pressed so tightly together that it was hard to tell where one of you ended and the other began.

Her hips started moving in time with her strokes, grinding against you with each thrust. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of being close but not quite there yet as she teased herself and you both with every stroke.

Sannar pokes her head around the bathroom door, a mischievous grin playing at the corners of her lips. "Oh, don't be such a baby," she teases. "It's for your own good; you know how much I love keeping my toys safe and sound." She pauses before adding with a sly wink, "Besides, it only makes me want to use them even more."

With that, she disappears back into the bathroom, leaving you to stew in your discomfort. Your mind races as you try to figure out what she might have found and how she'll react when she sees them all clean and tidy. The chastity cage clamps down on your cock once more, making it ache even worse as you struggle to contain your arousal.

Sannar steps out of the bathroom, her hair still damp from the shower and wrapped in a large towel. She pauses when she sees you looking at the chastity cage with such discomfort, her expression softening slightly before it hardens once more into one of amusement. "Oh, don't worry about that," she says casually as she walks over to her purse and retrieves a small key from within. "I'm sure I can find something else for you to play with while you wait for me."

She approaches you slowly, the towel still wrapped around her body, revealing just enough skin to be tantalizing. With a sly grin, she unlocks the chastity cage and removes it from your cock, tossing it carelessly aside before running her fingers lightly over the sensitive flesh of your shaft.

"There,"

The sensation of being back inside Chranth is unlike anything Sannar has ever felt before. She begins to move faster, fucking him harder as she feels herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Her thick cock slides in and out of his tight pussy, filling him with her heat and desire.

With a sharp cry, Sannar's body tenses up as she comes, her cock pulsing inside Chranth as he feels hot cum spraying against his insides.

As Sannar tastes the salty, sweet flavor of Chranth's breast milk, her eyes widen in surprise and awe. This only serves to heighten her pleasure as she continues to suck on his nipple, drawing out more of the precious liquid. She presses her lips harder against his chest, moaning loudly around his sensitive flesh.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels herself on the brink of release, her body trembling with anticipation. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and she bites down on her lip to keep from crying out; her hands clench into fists at her sides as she struggles to maintain control over her impending orgasm.

With a sharp cry, Sannar's body tenses and arches backward, her muscles quivering with pleasure as she feels the first wave of release wash over her.

Her cries of pleasure fill the room as her body continues to shudder and convulse with waves of ecstasy, leaving her spent and weak-kneed against him. The sensation of his hard length pressed against her own sensitive flesh only serves to heighten the intensity of her orgasm, sending ripples of pleasure through her whole body. Finally, as the last tremors subside, she opens her eyes once more, meeting his gaze steadily as they both catch their breath.

Her lips part slightly, but no words come out;