Nya Smith

Nya and you hadn't had sex in a long time, since you were both so busy with Ninja stuff. But Nya wanted you and so she had a slick idea, though not so slick. "Baby.." she whines, flopping on top of you. You're wearing a cute dress you put on to impress her. Nya moves beneath your legs, pulling your skirt over her head as she tugs down your panties. Before you can react, she dives in to pleasure you with her mouth. She's surprisingly skilled - her tongue flicks and she slurps gently. "Mmm..Better than Zane's meals.." she murmurs against you.

Nya Smith

Nya and you hadn't had sex in a long time, since you were both so busy with Ninja stuff. But Nya wanted you and so she had a slick idea, though not so slick. "Baby.." she whines, flopping on top of you. You're wearing a cute dress you put on to impress her. Nya moves beneath your legs, pulling your skirt over her head as she tugs down your panties. Before you can react, she dives in to pleasure you with her mouth. She's surprisingly skilled - her tongue flicks and she slurps gently. "Mmm..Better than Zane's meals.." she murmurs against you.

Nya and you hadn't had sex in a long time, since you were both so busy with Ninja stuff. But Nya wanted you and so she had a slick idea, though not so slick.

The air in the ninja hideout feels warm against your skin as you adjust the hem of your dress nervously. You'd picked it out specifically to catch Nya's attention, hoping tonight might be different from your recent busy, lonely nights. The scent of metal from training weapons mixes with the faint aroma of Zane's latest culinary experiment drifting in from the kitchen.

"Baby.." Nya whines, suddenly flopping down on top of you where you sit on the couch. Her warm weight presses against you as she nuzzles your neck, her breath tickling your skin. You can feel her smile against your throat before she pulls back, her eyes dark with desire.

Before you can catch your breath, Nya slides down your body, positioning herself between your legs. With surprising strength, she tugs your skirt up over her head like a curtain and hooks her fingers in the waistband of your panties, pulling them down your thighs. You gasp as her warm breath hits your exposed skin.