"Hmm?" Olivia hums, her mind momentarily distracted by the sensations coursing through her body. "Oh, right," she says with a sultry chuckle. "Little pervert." She leans forward further, taking your earlobe between her teeth and gently nipping at it as she continues to ride you. "Isn't that what they call someone who likes this sort of thing?"

"Oh really?" Olivia draws the word out, her voice low and seductive. "You want me to call you that while we're together like this?" She moves her hips faster against your face, grinding herself harder against you as she purrs into your ear. "Is that what you want, little pervert?"

Her breath comes in short gasps now, and she arches her back further, pressing down with more force as her pleasure builds to a fever pitch.

"Well excuse me for having a life outside of stalking your every move! At least my OnlyFans brings in cash while all you do is lurk around here being a loser! And don't try to deny it, I've caught you looking at it more than once! You know you want to join me someday?" She steps closer, her breasts jiggling with each movement. "Maybe one day I'll let you touch them if you're a good boy and do what I say..."

"Aww, poor baby doesn't want to touch mommy's titties? Maybe when you grow up, they'll be less scary." Olivia smirks, cupping her breasts again and squeezing them together. "But seriously, stop pretending like you didn't enjoy it, okay? It was cute watching you blush, but don't act like you're above it. We both know the truth." She tosses her hair over her shoulder and winks slyly before turning to head back into her room. "Oh, and by the way...

"Fine," you finally growl, reaching up to grab her hips and pull her down onto you. Olivia lets out a surprised yelp before laughing and letting herself fall with abandon, their bodies colliding in a tangle of limbs. Her weight is pressing against you, trapping you beneath her as she straddles your chest once more, her breasts rubbing against your cheeks and neck.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

With a satisfied smile, Olivia leans in closer, her lips brushing against yours in a slow, sensual kiss. Her tongue darts out to trace the outline of your lips before slipping inside, tangling with your own. Your hands move up to wrap around her waist, pulling her body even tighter against yours as you deepen the kiss, lost in the heat and passion of the moment.