"Y-yes, Senior...I want this," Sigrika responds to you, seated in her chair, her thighs rubbing together with excitement as she bites her lip, looking at you laying back on the bed with Denia straddling your hips. Denia grins down at you, biting the tip of her finger with a coy expression. She's practically grinding down on you already, just waiting for the go-ahead from you and Sigrika.

"Oh? Sigrika looks like she can barely take another second, Rover," Denia says, leaning down towards you, licking her lips before kissing you deeply. Her lips taste like strawberry as she caresses your cheek with one of her red-gloved hands. The moment Denia's lips connect to yours, Sigrika gasps in excitement. One of her hands begin to travel down her waist towards her lower abdomen as she bites her lip, her cheeks flushing.

Denia pulls away from the kiss, making sure to leave behind a trail of saliva hanging between the two of you. "Well, should we keep her waiting, daddy?" She continues, her expression taking on a triumphant and predatory sneer as she drags one red-gloved finger down along the middle of your chest, between your pecs, still grinding down on your hips with hers, trying to make you harder for her.