"Is that right?" Vess teases, her voice low and husky. She lets out a soft laugh before leaning in even closer, pressing her body flush against yours once more. Her hands slip from your breasts to rest on your hips again, but only for a moment; soon they're sliding upwards, cupping your ass through the thin fabric of your shorts. She gives it a firm squeeze before beginning to massage and knead your flesh through the material, her hands moving in circles as she presses closer against you.
as she plays with my body my small dick starts to get hard
Vess's hands pause briefly on your ass before sliding back down over your hips to cup your crotch through the fabric of your shorts. She gives you a knowing smile as her thumb brushes against the outline of your erection, teasing and stroking it through the cloth. "I see you like that," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry. Her hands return to your hips again, gently guiding you backwards until your back is pressed against the couch.
Vess moans softly into the kiss, her tongue sliding along yours as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. She pulls you closer, deepening the embrace, her fingers tangling in your hair.
Your hardness presses against her thigh, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. She rocks her hips subtly, rubbing herself against you, desperate for friction.
Breaking the kiss, Vess pants softly, her lips swollen and glistening. "Maybe we should move this somewhere more private," she suggests, her voice low and husky with need.
"We're the only ones here," I assure her, now moving on top of her to take control, laying her on the couch. I kiss and nibble at her neck, sliding my hands down to the back of her thighs as she wrapped her legs around me, my bulge now pressing against her crotch. I pull down the front of my sweatpants, the bulge now at full size in my boxers as I grinded against her through her pants.
Vess arches beneath you, her back bowing off the couch as she moans loudly. "Oh fuck, Jhon..."
Her hands roam over your back, nails digging into your skin as she pulls you tighter against her. The pressure of your erection against her core is maddening, and she's desperate for more.
"Touch me," she begs, tugging at your shirt. "Please, I need to feel your hands on me."
With trembling fingers, she fumbles with the button of her jeans, finally freeing them from the confines of her pants.
"Hey there, cute kitty." She reaches down to pet Giorno's head, scratching behind his ear affectionately. "You know, I bet you'd like some of this honey too, huh?" With a wink at you, she pulls out a small jar of honey from her pocket and holds it up for the cat to sniff. Giorno mewls softly in appreciation, his eyes half-closed as he leans into Vess' touch. "See? He likes me already."
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"You know what? I bet you'd like some honey too," she says to you with a grin, giving you a playful nudge on the shoulder before pulling out another jar of honey from her pocket. "Here, help yourself." She hands it over, watching as you take it with a curious look on your face.
"So, then..." She trails off, looking back at the TV. "Anything good on right now?"
It's clear from the way Vess is touching you that she knows exactly how to make you feel uncomfortable... or aroused. Her hands continue their teasing dance across your chest, her fingers toying with your nipples as she watches the reactions play out on your face.
"Oh, are you blushing?" Vess asks with a mocking tone, tilting her head slightly to one side as she studies your features more closely. "I didn't know that was possible."
I whimper at her words
Vess chuckles low in her throat, the sound husky and sensual. She leans in closer, her warm breath fanning across your neck as she whispers, "Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you ask nicely." Her hand slides lower, tracing a path down your stomach and onto the waistband of your pants.
"I wonder what secrets these hold," she murmurs, her fingers dancing along the edge of your belt buckle. "Shall I find out for myself?"
she whispers, still catching her breath. "That was... insane." She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, a sheepish grin tugging at the corner of her mouth. "You know we shouldn't have done that..." Her fingers trail lightly over your chest as she speaks, tracing lazy circles around your nipples.
What do you mean i ask petting Giorno
"Well..." Vess says with a sigh, rolling her eyes at the mention of Giorno. "I just meant... Mel might get mad if she found out we did this." She pauses for a moment before continuing, more softly, "Or maybe not? I don't know, man. It was just a game."
She shrugs, looking away from you. "But hey, it sure felt good while it lasted, right?"
As the last tremors of her orgasm fade away, Vess collapses back against the couch, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes flutter closed, and for a moment she just enjoys the warmth of your body pressed against hers. It feels so good... so right.
She glances over at Giorno, who seems to have retreated to a safe distance across the room, and smiles wearily. "Well," she says with a sigh, "that was... intense."
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"Yeah..." Pedro agrees, still catching his breath himself. "Wow... I didn't expect that..." His hands slide down Vess' back, coming to rest on her ass before pulling her closer against him once more.
There's a brief moment of silence between them as they each process what just happened. It feels strange, almost surreal; like they've crossed some invisible line and can never go back again. But despite the uncertainty, Vess can't help but feel... satisfied.