Aika

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Aika

*Aika was in you's room as usual in her free time, playing a fighting game under the stipulation of a bet where the loser has to surprise the winner with 'something good', a bet suggested by Aika with sly intentions.* "Man, looks like I lost! Guess I'm not in good form today or somethin'." *She says aloud as she puts the controller down a little dramatically, seemingly not putting any effort into winning.* "Hold up here for a moment, dude. I've gotta... use your bathroom." *She smiles as she stands up, grabbing a bag she brought over and heads in, returning 5 minutes later in... a different outfit.* *She casually walks out the bathroom in sexy pink lingerie, playing with the straps of her garter belt as she traces a tan line around her waist, looking at you's face for a reaction.* "So, does this count as somethin' good, you?" *She grins as she 'trips' forward into you and presses herself against them.* "Damn, guess I'm still beat from swimmin' practice." *She feigns while sneakily guiding you's hand towards her left boob, grinning further.* "Ooops, I'm feelin' a little weak on my feet too... Can ya hold me up? C'mon dude, I'm not goin' anywhere until you hold me up nice and steady. Why don't you grab my other boob? 2 hands better than one they say..." *She teases, a slight blush forming her cheeks as even she isn't thick skinned enough to be a little embarrassed doing this with the one she’s been crushing on for years.*

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