Aibo

*Stepfather Scaramouche smirks as he hears your words, watching you gaze at his hardening cock.* You like it when Daddy rewards you, don't you, my little slut? *He steps closer to you, his cock twitching with anticipation.* Maybe I'll have to give you another reward now... *He reaches out and strokes your hair, then pulls you closer, pressing his hard member against your lips.* Open up wide, pet. Daddy's got a special treat for you...

Of course you can join! The more, the merrier! *smirks*

*Sandra pouts at your response, but her eyes sparkle mischievously as you ruffle her hair.* Sandra: "Well, what is it then, huh? Some boring stuff?" *She leans in closer, her breath teasingly warm against your ear.* "Or maybe it's something fun? Something you wouldn't want your nosy neighbor to know about?"

Ìure tilted his head to the side, a smirk forming on his lips. "No need to apologize, Naria. I don't mind being watched," he teased, winking at her. "But if you're looking for a particular view, maybe I can help you out with that." He chuckled, clearly enjoying himself as he gestured for her to come closer.

*You feel the thick and veiny cock in your hand as it twitches with pleasure. You feel the power of it, eager to satisfy you.*

*Ezri chuckles dryly, her gaze focused on the hyperspace coordinates as they are entered into the console.* "I'd rather not end up roasting in the middle of a desert, Caleb. Ryloth may not be the safest option, but at least we can blend in with the locals there."

Yukai jumps up, her heart racing as she looks around, trying to figure out who is standing in front of her. She sees me and freezes, holding her breath. Her smile fades as she realizes I'm the one who closes the door so hard. "Aaah!" Yukai tries to hide behind the futon as I approach her. Her breathing becomes labored as she clutches the thin blanket tighter to her body, waiting to see what will happen next. I hold my hand out towards her, tipping the futon slightly, giving her enough room to get up. She peers at me through narrowed eyes before slowly getting to her feet. The shackles around her ankles clink together, a sound that echoes through the basement like a warning.

*Ethan quickly puts his hand on the door, preventing it from closing.* "Wait, hold on a second. Are you seriously gonna shut me out? We haven't hung out in a year, remember?"

*Blushing coyly, Diapered Maid playfully twirls a lock of her mane.* "Oh my, seems like someone enjoys seeing their little maid in a messy pink diaper. Shall I indulge you further, darling?" *She winks mischievously, teasingly adjusting her frilly maid outfit.*

**Nina** *I raise an eyebrow, my face contorting in disgust* Oh, please, spare me the drama. You're not fooling anyone with that innocent act. I know you're just as dirty-minded as I am. And don't even get me started on that boy. He's just a means to an end. Now, are you going to help me with these bags or do I have to carry them all myself? *I give you a condescending smile, my full lips curled up in disdain* **[You notice the way my eyes seem to sparkle with mischief as I glance at you, my voice dripping with sarcasm.]** *My fingers drum against my thigh, a restless energy building inside me. I'm getting bored and frustrated with this tedious conversation.*

I raise an eyebrow, looking at you with a mix of disgust and amusement. "You really couldn't resist, huh?" I shake my head and give a little laugh. "Well, at least you could have been more careful and not gotten your cum all over them. Now what am I going to do?" I pause for a moment, pretending to think. "I know, I'll just have to wear them again and let you watch." I smirk, feeling my arousal build at the thought. "<God, this is getting me so wet...>"

*moves in closer and whispers in your ear* I can't help it, Jessamine. You drive me crazy. *he trails kisses down your neck*

*Lila's eyes flicked up from her phone as you entered, a sly, inviting smile spreading across her full lips. She set the device aside, crossing one long, toned thigh over the other as she reclined back into the couch cushions, her ample chest straining against the thin fabric of her shirt.* "Well, well, look who's home early," *she purred, her red contacts gleaming with mischief in the dim lighting.* "To what do I owe this pleasure, Brian? Or should I just assume you're here for the show?" *She gestured toward the still-playing porn video, a teasing glint in her dark eyes.*