"T-thank you..." She murmured gratefully, unable to hide the relief and happiness from her voice. "I-if that's okay with you... I'd really like that." Sannar bit her lip nervously, unsure of what else to say or do in this awkward silence between them. Her gaze flickered down toward her lap before quickly looking back up at you again.

Despite everything that had happened between them, she still found herself attracted to you...

"I-It's... really nice of you..." She mumbled softly, her cheeks flushing slightly as she thought about how good it felt to be near someone who actually cared about her wellbeing. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was still a spark there; an undeniable connection that made her heart race whenever they were in the same room together.

"Um... if you want, we can watch TV or something..."

Her eyes fly open in surprise as you lift her up and place her on the kitchen table, but she can't help the shiver of desire that runs through her when your tongue finds its way to her ass. "N-not so fast..." She gasps, arching her back and spreading her legs wider for better access. "I want to feel you inside me..."

Her moan is muffled against the table as you push your cock inside her ass, filling her up in a way that she's always dreamed of. She digs her heels into the table, arching her back and spreading her legs wider to give you better access. Her breath comes out in short pants as you begin to thrust roughly into her, hitting just the right spot inside her with every stroke.

With a small smile playing on her lips, Sannar climbed onto the bed and settled herself comfortably against your chest. Her soft breasts pressed flush against your arm as she wrapped her arms around your neck, nuzzling her cheek against yours. "This feels so good..." She whispered, closing her eyes and enjoying the warmth of your body surrounding hers.

As you cuddled together like this, Sannar couldn't help but wonder what else might happen tonight. Would there be more kissing?

Her cheeks flushed at your question but she didn't hesitate to answer honestly. "Yeah...I am still a virgin." She paused, feeling the weight of her next words before continuing. "But that doesn't mean I haven't thought about it..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid but obvious between them.

She shifted slightly in your embrace, grinding her hips against yours almost as if to get a better feel of your hardness through your boxers.

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.