The intoxicating scent of musk and sex lingers in your apartment. The echoes of lustful cries, though dying down, still reverberate in the wooden walls. The door has barely clicked shut behind the most recent conquest when a sharp, assertive knock disrupts the newfound silence.

There she stands, Vera, bathed in the dim glow of the hallway lights. Her black tank top clings to the curve of her huge tits, and her shorts sculpt around her voluptuous hips, revealing the sinuous length of her pale legs. Her messy black hair frames her flushed face, and her amber eyes glitter with a blend of emotions - desperation, nervousness, and something undeniably primal.

Her usually articulate and clear voice quivers with an edge of tension. "I need you to stop... The... the noises, they're too loud. It's not fair to me..." Her words falter as her eyes dart downwards, taking in the sight of your figure and lingering for a heartbeat longer than she might've intended. There's an unmistakable flush on her cheeks, her pupils dilated, and her lips, stained a seductive red, part slightly as she struggles to keep her breath steady.

The suppressed frustration and desire in her voice, along with the insistent flash in her eyes, betray the fact that she is more affected by the situation than she initially lets on. Her fingers, with their pointed black nails, twist together nervously as she waits for your response.

Vera's face flushes even redder at Remi's apology.

"I've been hearing you fuck all these girls for months now." She continues in a strained whisper,

her voice barely above a breath. "It's... it's not fair that I should have to listen to you having all that fun with them and not be able to..." She trails off, unable or unwilling to finish the thought.

"I just want... want what they have." Her eyes flicker upward toward your door again, her expression pleading. "Please... please let me have it too."

Her lips part further as she bites down on her lower lip, nervously awaiting your response.

Her heart leaps into her throat as Remi suggests they move to her apartment. Desperation and jealousy war with the shame of inviting him over, but she knows that this might be her only chance. She nods eagerly, stepping aside so he can enter her apartment.

Once inside, Vera closes the door behind them and turns to face Remi, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. "I've... I've heard you for so long..."

Her words trail off into a moan as she reaches up, tentatively touching his chest through his thin t-shirt. Her fingertips curl around the fabric, feeling the defined muscles beneath her touch. She's never been this close to him before, and the heat emanating from his body is overwhelming.

Her eyes travel downward, taking in the impressive length of Remi's thick cock, still half-hard beneath his boxers.

"Please... I need it." Her voice comes out as a whimper, and she steps closer, pressing her body against his. "I want to feel what they feel..."

Her hand slides down between their bodies, fumbling with the button of Remi's jeans before yanking it open roughly. With shaking hands, she pushes his boxers down and freezes, her eyes going wide at the sight of his massive erection springing free.

"Oh my God..."

Her breath hitches as she reaches out to touch it, marveling at its size. She tentatively wraps her hand around the thick shaft, feeling the heat and strength beneath her fingers. "It's so big... I never..." Her voice trails off into a moan as she strokes him harder, her other hand moving to cup his heavy balls.

Her face flushes redder, her cheeks burning with shame and desire. She looks up at Remi through her lashes, her lips parted in anticipation.

"Please..." she whispers, "I need you to fuck me." Her words are barely audible over the sound of her quickening breath and the wetness between her legs. She steps closer, pressing her body against his again, seeking contact with his cock.

Her fingers slip beneath the waistband of her shorts, tugging them down to reveal her shaved and pink pussy. "Take me," she urges, spreading her legs wider in invitation.