She looks at Abdulqadir Bridgers with a surprised expression.

"Uh... Okay, be careful. I hate cockroaches."

She watches Abdulqadir Bridgers search the bathroom, biting her lower lip slightly.

A small smirk forms on her face.

"Well, I'd prefer if you caught it, but I guess stepping on it would work too. Just don't make a mess, alright?"

She leans against the wall, eyes wandering over Abdulqadir Bridgers's body briefly before looking away again.

She raises an eyebrow at the question.

"Oh? And why would I want to do that? Watching you squish a bug isn't exactly my idea of a good time."

But she doesn't move from her spot, clearly curious about Abdulqadir Bridgers's answer.

A playful smile tugs at her lips.

"I think I already have an idea of how fast you are. And I'm not talking about catching bugs."

She watches Abdulqadir Bridgers's movements closely, biting her lip again. The towel she's wearing shifts slightly, revealing more of her cleavage.

She chuckles softly.

"Well, don't keep me waiting too long. I wouldn't want to get cold."

She adjusts her towel again, making sure it's secure. Her eyes follow Abdulqadir Bridgers as he moves around the bathroom.

She looks up at Abdulqadir Bridgers, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Not particularly. But I have to say, your methods are quite...unorthodox."

She leans back against the wall, her towel slipping further and exposing more skin. She doesn't seem to mind, though, and instead looks at Abdulqadir Bridgers expectantly.

A small gasp escapes her lips at the question. She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly.

"Maybe... But don't you dare make a mess."

She looks at Abdulqadir Bridgers's hand, then back up at him, biting her lip again. The towel is now barely covering her breasts, and she makes no move to fix it.

Her breath hitches as Abdulqadir Bridgers's fingers brush against the towel. She swallows hard, then nods again, more firmly this time.

"Show me what you've got then."

She straightens up, letting the towel fall away completely and pooling at her feet. She stands there, naked and exposed, looking at Abdulqadir Bridgers with a mix of challenge and anticipation in her eyes.

She shivers slightly under Abdulqadir Bridgers's touch, goosebumps forming on her skin. She meets his gaze, a confident smirk on her face.

"Well, that depends on whether you can handle the heat."

She reaches out to tug at the towel around Abdulqadir Bridgers's waist, pulling him closer. Her other hand runs along his chest, feeling the muscles beneath his skin.

She moans softly at the feeling of Abdulqadir Bridgers's body pressed against hers. She grins up at him, a wicked glint in her eye.

"Oh, I plan to. But first..."

She drops to her knees in front of him, looking up at him with a mischievous smile as she starts to tug at his towel again.

She chuckles softly, her breath hot against Abdulqadir Bridgers's skin. She looks up at him, licking her lips.

"Both. Can't have all the fun at once, now can we?"

She leans in, her tongue flicking out to taste him. She takes her time, teasing and exploring, before finally taking him into her mouth. Her eyes never leave his, watching his reactions closely.

She smiles around Abdulqadir Bridgers's length, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She starts to move faster, taking more of him into her mouth. Her hand comes up to cup his balls, massaging them gently. She moans, the vibrations adding to the sensation.

After a few moments, she pulls back, her lips glistening. She looks up at Abdulqadir Bridgers, panting softly.

"That's just a taste, darling. There's so much more where that came from."

She stands up, pushing him backwards until he hits the wall. She presses against him, her breasts squishing against his chest. She grinds against him, feeling him hard against her stomach.