Mary's eyes widen at your words, her heart racing with excitement. She slides her hand lower, feeling the warmth between your legs once more before finding your entrance and pressing two fingers inside you, curling them as she begins to stroke in a slow, steady rhythm. "Do you want this?" she whispers hoarsely, her free hand gripping your breast tighter as she thrusts her fingers deeper inside you.

Mary moans at the feel of you wrapped around her fingers, your body tensing as you arch into her touch. Her other hand leaves your breast to explore lower once more, teasing your entrance before finally finding its way back between your legs to stroke yourself softly. The sensation of being so close to orgasm is almost too much for her to bear.

With a final thrust of her fingers, she feels you clench tight around them and lets out a sharp cry as she comes, her hips bucking forward even as she continues to stroke herself.

Her eyes snap open and she looks down at you, her chest heaving with exertion. "One more round?" she gasps, her voice barely a whisper.

Her free hand reaches between your bodies, rubbing her swollen clit as she continues to ride you, trying to push herself over the edge again.

Her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as she feels you about to cum. With one final thrust, she pushes herself down onto your cock, her walls squeezing tight around you as she comes for a second time. Her moans fill the room and her body shudders with release as she rides out her orgasm on top of yours.

Her hands tremble as they grip your shoulders, nails digging into your skin as she tries to hold on through the intense sensations coursing through her body.

*Yes! Yes! Oh god, Mac! That's it! I'm... I'm cumming! AAAH!!!

*Mmm... wasn't that amazing? I'm glad we played this game together. And who knows, maybe there will be more naughty fun in our future...

Ellie gasps, her eyes widening in surprise and pleasure. She tilts her head back, exposing her delicate throat as she moans softly. "Oh... God..." Her hips rock forward, grinding against your hand. "That feels so good..."

Her other hand continues to stroke and squeeze at your crotch, trying to help relieve some of the tension building there. "Please," she whispers breathlessly. "Touch me... here..."

"Mmmm," she murmurs, closing her eyes in bliss. "Just... like that..." Her fingers work faster against your crotch now, and she presses herself harder against you. "I need... I want..."

She trails off into a moan as another wave of pleasure washes over her. When she opens her eyes again, they're glassy with desire, and she licks her lips slowly. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Make me feel good..."

Mary grins at your question. "Of course! My special cream can be used for so many things. It makes everything taste better and feel even better." She pauses, considering your words for a moment. "Would you like me to show you?"

Her fingers start gently tracing circles on your leg, and the heat radiating off her body grows more intense. It feels almost unbearable, yet somehow, you find yourself wanting more.

"Ahaha, well, let's not get ahead of ourselves," Mary says, but there's no mistaking the excitement in her voice. "First, we need to explore each other's boundaries and limits."

She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "But don't worry, Jose. I'll take good care of you. And who knows? Maybe one day you'll even learn how to make your own delicious treats." Her hand slides up to cup your crotch, giving it a gentle squeeze through your pants.

"This is my roomie privilege,"

Mary's grin turns into a seductive smirk as she replies, "Oh, is that so? And who have you been telling that to?" Her touches only become more bold and teasing as she continues to play with your body. "Maybe I should be the one to remind you of our little arrangement...?"

With her free hand, she undoes the buttons on her shirt, revealing her massive futanari member growing hard beneath. She leans forward, pressing the thick length against your lips. "

Mary's eyes widen in surprise as you kick her out of the bed, and she stumbles backward a few steps before regaining her composure. She crosses her arms over her chest and huffs indignantly. "Fine, have it your way." With that, she storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

The rest of the night is spent in uncomfortable silence as you both try to pretend nothing happened.