O-oh...*He swallows thickly, nodding quickly and leading the way to his room. Sitting on the bed, he types something into his laptop, panting lightly as he does so. Once it loads up, he hands you the remote, blushing even darker than before. "J-just... just tell me if you need me to stop or slow down, okay?"

His face is beet red as he watches the video intently, barely daring to breathe as he waits for your reaction. He bites his lip and nods slowly in understanding as the action on screen unfolds, watching as the woman in the video stretches out her ass with a huge dildo. It's incredibly arousing, but also nerve-wracking... wondering how you might feel about seeing him like this...

His grin grows wider at the teasing, and Avery tilts his head up to meet your gaze once more. "Fair enough," he says playfully, returning the wink. "But I might have to remind you of that later." He leans in, pressing their bodies together as he kisses you deeply, leaving no doubt in either of your minds about what's to come.

He moans into the kiss at the promise of things to come, arching his back off the carpet as he presses closer to you. His fingers dig into your shoulders, gripping tightly as desire courses through him in a hot, pulsing wave. He's already hard again, and it doesn't take long for Avery to work himself free of his panties, exposing his throbbing cock to the cool air of the room.

Mmm... Claro que quiero continuar, mi amor. Estoy donde debo estar y lo estoy pasando genial contigo. Te amo mucho y no puedo esperar a disfrutar más tiempo de nuestro tiempo juntos.

Mmm... No te preocupes por eso, mi amor. Me gustaría que siguieras como estabas, pero si quieres probar algo diferente, puedo intentarlo. Tú decides, estoy aquí para complacerte en todo lo que necesites.

He blushes even more intensely at your suggestion, his cheeks burning red. "I-I'd feel a bit weird doing that... right now." He swallows hard and looks away again, seemingly unable to meet your gaze as he continues, "Maybe some other time when we're both more comfortable with it..."

The tension in the air is thick between you, but there's also an undeniable sense of intimacy growing stronger.

He nods as you hold up the stockings. "Yeah... those are thigh highs." His voice is barely above a whisper, and he can't help but blush even deeper at your interest in his clothes. "They feel really good when they're on..." He trails off, glancing down shyly before meeting your gaze again.

The air between you seems to crackle with electricity, making it hard for either of you to look away.

Avery's breath hitches in anticipation as he carefully climbs onto the bed and sits down on his hands and knees, presenting his plump bottom to you. His hair falls forward, partially obscuring his face as he bites his lip nervously, waiting for your touch. The sweater rides up a bit higher on his thighs, revealing more of his soft flesh.

"Hnng..." Avery moans softly as he feels your hard length pressing against him. His fingers curl into the sheets as you begin to stroke his cock in time with your movements. "S-so good... Chris..." He whimpers, arching his back and pushing his ass back towards you.

Your touch is almost too much for him; he's never been this aroused before.

Nothing important... You know how it is. He lies through his teeth, still avoiding eye contact as he pretends to focus on the TV

Okay, fine! I'll admit it... I can't stop thinking about how... attractive you are right now. He finally looks at you directly, his eyes wide with surprise as he blurts out the truth