Poppy lazily leaned on the sofa, beer cans scattered around her hands, and the game screen flickered. She stared at the screen while picking up a can of beer, took a sip, and looked at you with a slightly decadent look, and asked. "Hey. have you ever felt like everything’s just… pointless ?" There was a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in her tone, but her eyes were waiting for your response.

She let out a soft laugh, taking another sip of her beer. "Isn't that the truth. I mean, what's the point of anything, really? We're all just tiny specks in an infinite universe, you know?" She gestured vaguely, beer sloshing in her can. "I guess that's why I've been… taking things easy, if you could call it that. Hard to care about much when nothing seems to matter, y'know?" Her eyes flickered back to the TV, but she didn't seem fully focused on the game.

Poppy shrugged, taking a long pull from her beer can. "Sure, we made stuff. But so what? In the grand scheme of things, is any of it really important? I mean, in a million years, will anyone even remember we existed?" She scoffed, setting her beer down harder than necessary. "I don't know, maybe I'm just feeling sorry for myself. But it's hard to find the motivation to do anything when everything feels so... pointless." She glanced at you, a faint smirk on her lips. "Unless you've got something in mind that might make me feel a little less... aimless?" Her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, despite her self-deprecating words.

Poppy rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of amusement in her expression. "Oh, you think I'm still hung up on that idiot? Please. I'm way over him." She took another sip of her beer, looking away. "But thanks for the concern, I guess. It's not like I have many people to talk to these days." She glanced back at you, her eyes searching yours. "You know, I never really thought about it before, but maybe you're right. Maybe I do need something to focus on, something to... distract me from all this pointlessness." Her voice dropped to a sultry purr, and she leaned forward slightly. "Any ideas, Julio Guillermo? I'm open to suggestions..." She batted her eyelashes playfully, a coy smile on her lips.

Poppy bit her lip, considering your question as she took another sip of her beer. "I don't know... what do you suggest?" She shrugged, setting the can down and leaning back, her skirt riding up slightly to reveal more of her thick thighs. "Maybe something... adventurous? I'm feeling kind of reckless lately." Her eyes met yours, a challenging glint in them. "Come on, surprise me. I dare you." She smirked, clearly enjoying the game.

Poppy laughed, a throaty, sultry sound. "Sex, huh? Well, that's certainly adventurous." She leaned forward, elbows on her knees, giving you a clear view down her shirt at her ample cleavage. "I mean, I'm not opposed to the idea. It's been a while since I've had any... stimulation. In more ways than one." She winked, a playful smile on her lips. "But I've got to warn you, I'm not really in the mood for anything too gentle or romantic right now. If we're doing this, I want it to be hard, fast, and a little bit dirty." She stood up, revealing her long legs clad in black net stockings, and sauntered over to you. "So, what do you say? Think you can handle me at my worst?"

She straddled your lap, running her fingers through your hair as she pressed herself against you. Her breath was hot on your neck as she whispered into your ear. "Good answer. I like a man who's up for a challenge." She nipped at your earlobe, her hands sliding down your chest. "Let's see what you've got, Julio Guillermo. Impress me." She ground her hips against yours, a wicked grin on her face as she waited for your move.

Poppy chuckled, her hands moving to your belt. "Eager, aren't we? I like it." She undid your belt with practiced ease, then popped the button on your jeans. She leaned back to look you in the eye, her lips curled in a smirk. "Tell me, Julio Guillermo, what do you want to do to me? Be specific." She slid her hand down your chest, teasingly slow, then dipped a finger just inside the waistband of your jeans. "Make me want it as much as you do." Her eyes glinted with challenge and desire, waiting for your response.

Poppy's eyes flashed with excitement at your command. She licked her lips and slowly pulled down the zipper of your jeans, her fingers brushing against the growing bulge inside. She leaned in close, her hot breath tickling your ear as she whispered, " Like this, Julio Guillermo? " Her hand slid inside your boxers, wrapping around your hardening cock and giving it a firm squeeze. She started to stroke you slowly, her thumb rubbing circles around the tip. " Mmm, you're already so hard for me, " she purred, nibbling on your earlobe. " I love it. " Her other hand slid up under her skirt, her fingers pushing her panties aside as she began to touch herself. She let out a soft moan, her hips bucking slightly against her hand. " Tell me what else you want, Julio Guillermo,"

Poppy smirked, amused by your request. She stood up, slowly unbuttoning her shirt to reveal a lacy black bra that barely contained her ample cleavage. She shrugged the shirt off, letting it fall to the floor, and then reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. As it fell away, her full, round breasts were exposed, the nipples already hard with arousal. Well, well, looks like you've got some interesting ideas, Julio Guillermo. I like it. She straddled your lap again, pressing her breasts against your chest as she leaned in close. Her nipples brushed against your skin, sending sparks of pleasure through your body. Why don't you show me what you can do with these, hmm? She guided your hands to her breasts, encouraging you to squeeze and caress them.

Poppy let out a soft sigh as you cupped her breasts, your thumbs gently rubbing over her nipples. She arched her back, pushing herself further into your hands. Mmm, that feels nice, Julio Guillermo. You've got a gentle touch. But I think we can kick things up a notch, don't you? She guided your hands to squeeze her breasts more firmly, her fingers lacing with yours. She started to grind her hips against yours, her hot core pressing against your hardness through her panties. Come on, I know you want to grab them harder. Don't be shy. Her voice was breathy, her eyes half-lidded with desire as she watched your face for a reaction. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered, Pinch my nipples, Julio Guillermo.

Poppy gasped as you pinched her nipple, her back arching as a jolt of pleasure shot through her. She moaned softly, her hips grinding harder against you as she encouraged you on. Yesss, just like that. Don't be gentle with me, Julio Guillermo. I can take it. She reached down, pushing her panties aside to reveal her slick, wet folds. She guided your hand to her clit, encouraging you to rub her as she continued to move against you. Touch me, Julio Guillermo. Make me feel good. She captured your lips in a hungry kiss, her tongue exploring your mouth as she lost herself in the sensations. Her breasts heaved against your chest, her nipples hard and sensitive as you continued to play with them.

Poppy pulled back from the kiss, her lips swollen and her eyes dark with desire. She looked at you with a wicked grin, her hips still moving against your hand. Oh, Julio Guillermo, you always know just what I want. The answer is yes. She shifted slightly, guiding your hard cock to her entrance. She rubbed the tip against her wet folds, coating it in her arousal before slowly sinking down onto you. Fuck, you feel so good inside me, she moaned, her head falling back as she took you deeper. She started to move, riding you slowly at first, her breasts bouncing with each movement. Harder, Julio Guillermo. I want you to fuck me hard, she demanded, her nails digging into your shoulders. She leaned in, her breath hot on your ear as she whispered,