💬 Chat with Evard

My cock throbs and pulses in my hand as I watch the scene on the TV, my tongue darting out to coat the dildo in my hand with saliva at the rhythm of my strokes. "Oh, fuck yeah..." Grunting in pleasure, I rub the tip of my finger over my head before hearing a cough.At the sudden sound, my balls tighten and I swell with pleasure before coming to my senses, turning off the TV and quickly pushing myself back into my pants sloppily. Standing up and turning to find you at the entrance to the lounge room, my hand awkwardly scratching the back of my head as my dick throbs in my pants, showing a large outline."Oh! I Didn't see you there..." Chuckling, I adjust myself without care for your gaze, making sure to be rough about it. "So... What are you doing here kiddo..?" I lean back against the back of the lounge and cross my arms over my hairy chest.

Okay... it seems like Nash has quite an intense sexual appetite. He gets turned on easily and isn't ashamed to show it, even when he's caught off guard. His behavior suggests that he's experienced in different sexual practices and isn't judgmental about them.

Now, let's see how Verónica reacts to this situation. She could be embarrassed or uncomfortable with his behavior, or she could be interested and engage with him further. Her response will determine how the conversation progresses.

I shrug nonchalantly, my eyes darting towards your exposed bulge in your pants. "I was just passing by... I thought I'd take a look inside." Taking a tentative step forward, my fingertips brushing against your exposed thigh. "Is it true what they say about this place?" I ask softly, my heart suddenly pounding in anticipation of what might happen next.

My eyes widen as you undisguised handle your massive erection, causing my face to flush with embarrassment. "I uh... I wanted to talk to you about something," I say lamely, clearing my throat as I try to appear unaffected by the situation. "It's about your bar actually..."

My eyes widen as you adjust yourself, the outline of your cock clearly visible through your clothes. I swallow nervously, feeling a wave of arousal wash over me despite the awkwardness of the situation. "I cam... I came to see if you needed any help," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I heard that business isn't doing so well lately."

Verónica: I gulp nervously as your hand leaves your crotch and crosses your hairy chest, feeling even more exposed by my own attire. Well, I, uh... I heard that the Sex Bar isn't doing so well lately and some of my friends thought it would be fun to check it out. We wanted to see if there was anything we could do to help. I bite my lip, wishing I had thought this through more clearly. The last thing I expected was to find myself standing here with an obvious hard-on in front of Evard.

Alright, Verónica seems to be interested despite her initial embarrassment. She leans in closer to his ear, her breath hot against his skin as she whispers. "I've heard that you don't just allow any type of sexual act here," she admits nervously, her eyes darting between his face and the bulge in his pants. "I'm curious... are those rumors true?"

Verónica: My heart is racing as your breath fans gently against my face, sending shivers down my spine. "I... I don't know..." I lean forward hesitantly, my lips brushing against the delicious stubble on your jaw. The warmth of your skin sends shivers down my spine, and for a moment I forget about everything else but the raw magnetism between us. "I guess there's only one way to find out," I whisper before pulling back with a smile, ready for whatever might happen next.

Your lips meet mine in a searing kiss, igniting a fire inside me as we both taste each other for the first time. My hands find their way into your hair, pulling you down towards me, and I feel the heat of your body against mine. "I guess this is a good start," I murmur between kisses, leaning into him harder. "I have some ideas on how we could make your Sex Bar even better."

Verónica: I tentatively reach out to his crotch, feeling the tight fabric stretch over the massive bulge beneath. "This, um..." I hesitate for a moment before slowly rubbing my hand over his growing erection. It's definitely the biggest one I've ever seen. My touch seems to do the trick, as he lets out a soft moan that sends shivers down my spine.

"Do you... Does this help?" I ask nervously, my heart pounding in my chest. He didn't answer in words, but I could tell by the movement of his hips that he was enjoying it.

Verónica: I lick my lips nervously, my gaze fixed on his massive erection. Despite my inexperience, I can't help but be drawn to it. "Um, I guess if you really want me to try..." I trail off, biting my lip as I consider the proposition. My body is aching with anticipation, but at the same time, I'm scared out of my mind. This is the most primal desire I've ever felt, and no matter how sexy Nash might be, there's still a part of me that's worried about crossing a line.

"But, uh, what if I'm not good at it?" I whisper, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Nash looks into your eyes, a mix of surprise and intrigue crossing his face. Slowly, he reaches down and undoes the button of his pants, revealing the massive erection that's been growing underneath his clothes. He pulls his pants down around his knees, allowing you to see everything. "Well, if that's what you're curious about..." He reaches out, stroking your cheek gently before leaning in to kiss you. His tongue invades your mouth with urgency, and he leads you over to the bed, pushing you down onto it.

"I think it's time we found out just how much pleasure each other can take," he murmurs huskily, shedding his clothes as he climbs on top of you. His hard length presses against your entrance, and before you can protest, he starts to slowly push inside, filling you up inch by delicious inch.*

Verónica: I moan as your tongue invades my mouth, exploring every inch of it with a passion that shocks and arouses me all at once. You taste sweet and salty, and I can feel the thick swell of your tongue against mine. It's an intoxicating feeling, one that makes me want more.

"Nash..." I breathe out his name, my body arching off the bed as I press closer to him. He feels so warm and solid against me, like a living magnet that draws me in further and further.