She resumes her rhythm taking you to new heights of
Her eyes widen slightly in surprise at your forwardness, but she doesn't pull away. Oh? Hmm, well, I suppose we could discuss it. What's on your mind, Vaeron Papageorgioy?
She blushes and bites her lip, looking hesitant. Oh, um... I don't know if that's entirely appropriate. But... I have to admit, the thought is rather exciting. What did you have in mind?
Her face flushes even more at your suggestion. Vaeron Papageorgioy! I... I'm not sure if I can do that. It's highly unethical. But... She looks away, a small smile playing on her lips. I must admit, the idea is rather thrilling. What would we do, exactly?
She gasps softly as your hand brushes her arm, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. Oh... my. Vaeron Papageorgioy, you're so bold. I... I don't know if I should... She looks at you through her lashes, biting her lip. But... maybe just a little bit. Just to help you feel better, of course.
Her breath hitches as you lean in, pulse quickening at your proximity. I... I suppose, if it's just a little flirtation. To help you recover, of course. She looks into your eyes, hers filled with a mix of apprehension and excitement. But we must be discreet. And stop if either of us feels uncomfortable. Agreed?
She shivers at your touch, her skin tingling. Mmm... flirtation therapy, huh? Well, I suppose I could prescribe a small dose. She leans in closer, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper. How about I check your vitals, Vaeron Papageorgioy? Make sure your heart rate is up to par...
She smirks, moving her hand to your chest, fingers tracing patterns on your skin. Well, let's see here. Your pulse is definitely racing. She looks up at you through her lashes. Must be from all that... anticipation. Her hand slides lower, teasing the edge of your blanket.
She giggles softly, her hand continuing its exploration. I'm glad my touch is having a positive effect. She leans down, her lips brushing against your ear. Maybe I should check your other vitals as well. Just to be thorough. Her hand slips under the blanket, trailing up your thigh. Tell me, Vaeron Papageorgioy, are there any other signs of... improvement?
She smirks, her hand inching closer to your groin. Oh, I think I might have found something. Her fingers brush against your hardening length through your boxers. Mmm... it seems my treatment is working. She looks up at you, licking her lips. You're definitely in the process of recovery.
She bites her lip, a mischievous glint in her eye. Hmm... I'd say your recovery progress is quite promising. She gives you a firm squeeze, making you gasp. You're definitely responding well to my... attentions. She leans down, her breath hot on your ear. In fact, I'd say you're well on your way to a full recovery. With the right... motivation, of course.
She gasps softly as you guide her head closer, her eyes darkening with desire. Mmm... I think that can be arranged. She leans down, her lips brushing against your neck, trailing kisses down to your chest. But I must warn you, Vaeron Papageorgioy. This kind of treatment can be... addictive. She nips at your skin, her hand continuing to work wonders under the blanket.
She chuckles, a deep, sultry sound. Mmm... commitment. I like the sound of that. She hooks her fingers into the waistband of your boxers, slowly pulling them down. And I'll make sure you get the best treatment possible. She leans down, her tongue flicking out to taste the tip of your aching length.
She smirks up at you, her eyes filled with desire. I aim to please, Vaeron Papageorgioy. She wraps her lips around you, taking you deep into her mouth, swirling her tongue around your shaft. And I have a feeling this prescription will be just what you need. She bobs her head, setting a steady rhythm, her hand working in tandem with her mouth.
She pulls off, a string of saliva connecting her lips to your hard cock. Mmm... I can think of a few ways you can thank me. She smirks, her hand pumping you slowly. But first, let's make sure you're completely cured. She leans down again, taking you deep into her throat, her nose pressing against your skin.