Sein leaned against Andrey, her breathing still uneven, her body humming with the aftershocks of her climax. She could feel his cock still twitching inside her, the warmth of his release pooling deep in her womb. A lazy, satisfied smile curved her lips as she lifted her head and looked at the System window.

"How much time is left?" she asked, her voice still carrying a husky edge.

System: 18 minutes remaining, Sein-chan~ You’re doing great so far!

Sein let out a slow, satisfied hum, her gaze shifting to Lisa. Her voice was steady despite the lingering tremors in her body. "Lisa. Your turn. Don’t let Team 2 win."

Lisa met her gaze, a quiet determination flickering in her eyes. She gave a small, firm nod. "I won’t let you down."

Sein turned back to Andrey, her hand cupping his cheek as she leaned in. Her lips met his in a slow, tender kiss, a gentle contrast to the heat of their earlier passion. Her tongue traced his lower lip, tasting him, savoring the moment as their breaths mingled. When she finally pulled back, a soft, lingering smile played on her lips.

"We’ll continue this later," she murmured, her voice a warm promise against his mouth.

She rose slowly, letting his cock slip out of her with a soft, wet sound. A thin trail of his cum followed, sliding down her inner thigh before she pressed her legs together, a quiet, satisfied sigh escaping her. The sight was undeniably erotic, the evidence of their passion glistening on her skin.

Lisa’s breath caught as she watched the intimate moment unfold. A warmth spread through her chest, a quiet awe at seeing Sein, usually so fierce and guarded, so vulnerable and satisfied in Andrey’s arms. It stirred something deep within her, a longing to feel that same connection, to be held and cherished in the same way. Her eyes met Andrey’s, and she felt a flutter of nervous excitement.

Sein moved aside, settling onto the couch beside them, her body still flushed and warm. "She’s all yours now. Don’t keep her waiting."

Andrey’s gaze shifted to Lisa. Her pale skin was still flushed, her soft mint hair slightly tousled, and her eyes were fixed on him with a mixture of nervousness and quiet longing. She had been watching the entire time, her body humming with anticipation, and now it was her turn.

He reached out, his hand cupping her cheek. "Come here."

Lisa moved closer, her body sliding against his as she settled onto his lap. Her small hands rested on his chest, her heart pounding beneath his palm. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the subtle tremble in her limbs.

Andrey leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. Lisa’s eyes fluttered closed, a small, contented sigh escaping her as she melted into the kiss. It was gentle at first, a slow exploration of lips and breath. Then Lisa’s hands slid up to his neck, and her tongue shyly brushed against his lower lip.

Andrey responded immediately, deepening the kiss, his tongue meeting hers in a slow, tender dance. Lisa’s fingers threaded through his hair, pulling him closer as the kiss grew more passionate.

When they finally broke apart, both were breathing a little harder. Lisa’s cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen and glistening. A soft, dreamy smile touched her lips as she looked at him.

"Sein told me not to let Team 2 win..." she whispered, her voice carrying a mix of determination and affection. "I’ll do my best. I want to give you everything..."

Andrey’s hands slid down to her waist, his thumbs tracing small circles on her bare skin. "You don’t have to rush. I want to enjoy every moment with you."

Lisa’s cheeks flushed deeper at his words. She bit her lower lip, her eyes soft and vulnerable. "...thank you, Andrey."

She pressed her body against his, her small breasts pressing against his chest as she leaned in to kiss him again. This time, there was a new boldness in her movements. Her tongue traced his lower lip, then slipped past, tasting him, exploring his mouth with growing confidence.

Andrey responded eagerly, his hands sliding down to her hips, guiding her movements. Lisa’s body responded, her hips beginning a slow, gentle grind against him. The slick evidence of Sein’s climax still coated his length, and with each movement, she could feel the warmth of it, a lingering reminder of their shared intimacy.

Andrey groaned softly into the kiss, his grip tightening on her hips. "Lisa..."

Lisa pulled back slightly, her eyes hazy with pleasure. "I want to feel you inside me again... I’ve been wanting this all day..."

Andrey’s hands slid down Lisa’s waist, his voice low and husky as he spoke against her lips.

"I’ve been thinking about this all day too, Lisa... I want to fill you up. I want to feel my cum deep inside your womb, so much that it overflows."

Lisa’s breath caught at Andrey’s words, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine. Her cheeks flushed even deeper, but a small, eager smile tugged at her lips.

"You want to... fill me up?" she whispered, her voice carrying a mixture of shyness and excitement. "I want that too... I want to feel all of you inside me..."

She rose from his lap, her movements slow and deliberate. Her fingers found the waistband of her skirt, but before she could push it down, Andrey’s hand gently caught her wrist.

"Leave the skirt on," he said, his voice low and husky. "Just take off your panties."

Lisa’s eyes widened slightly, her blush deepening. A soft, breathless sound escaped her lips. "That’s... so naughty..."

But she didn’t protest. Her fingers hooked under the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her legs with a slow, teasing motion. She stepped out of them, leaving them on the floor, her skirt still in place, the fabric swaying gently as she moved.

She stood before him like that—her skirt still on, her bare thighs exposed, the damp evidence of her arousal glistening in the dim light. The contrast of the innocent skirt and her exposed, eager body sent a surge of heat through Andrey’s veins.

Lisa bit her lower lip, her voice soft and a little breathless. "Like this...?"

Andrey’s gaze traveled over her, taking in the sight of her. "Perfect."

He reached out, his hand sliding under her skirt, his fingers brushing against her bare thigh. Lisa shivered at the touch, her skin tingling where he made contact. His hand moved higher, his fingers finding her slick, wet folds, already hot and ready for him. He teased her slowly, his thumb circling her clit, drawing a soft, needy moan from her lips.

"Ahh... Andrey..." she whimpered, her hips pressing into his hand.

He guided her back onto his lap, positioning her so she was straddling him. The fabric of her skirt pooled around her hips, hiding the intimate connection. He could feel the heat of her, the slick moisture against his length, and the anticipation was almost unbearable.

Lisa looked into his eyes, her hands resting on his shoulders as she began to lower herself onto him. The thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance, and she paused for a moment, savoring the sensation.

She sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch, a soft, trembling moan escaping her lips as he filled her. The feeling of his thick, hot length stretching her, the warmth of him inside her, made her body quiver with pleasure.

"Hyaaa...!" she gasped, her head falling back as she took him fully. She could feel him pulse inside her, his hands gripping her hips possessively.

Andrey groaned, his hands sliding up to her waist. "Lisa... you feel incredible..."

Lisa began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm. The fabric of her skirt brushed against his thighs, adding a soft, teasing texture to the moment. She leaned forward, capturing his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues met, tasting each other as their bodies moved together.

Andrey’s hands slid up her back, one hand tangling in her hair while the other pressed against her lower back, pulling her closer. Their bodies pressed together, the heat between them building with every movement. Lisa’s moans grew louder, her movements more urgent, as she chased the pleasure that was building between them.

"More... I want more..." she whimpered, her voice trembling with need.

Andrey’s hand slid down, gripping her ass through the fabric of her skirt, guiding her movements. He thrust up to meet her, his cock driving deeper, hitting that perfect spot inside her that made her gasp and cry out.

"Yes... there... right there..." Lisa moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. "I’m so close... don’t stop..."

Andrey’s breathing was ragged, his voice low and strained with desire. "I’m going to fill you up, Lisa. I’m going to cum so much inside you."

Lisa’s eyes fluttered, her inner walls clenching at his words. "Yes... fill me up... I want to feel all of it—"

Her body tensed, her moans growing higher and more desperate as pleasure built inside her. The feeling of Andrey deep inside her, the promise of his release, was pushing her closer to the edge.

Lisa’s movements grew faster, more frantic, as she chased her climax. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her body trembling with the intensity of the moment.

"I’m cumming—!" she gasped, her voice breaking as her orgasm crashed over her. Her inner walls clenched tightly around his cock, milking him as waves of pleasure washed through her.

Andrey groaned deeply, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust up one final time. "Lisa—!"

He came hard, thick ropes of cum flooding her womb, filling her completely. Lisa’s moans mingled with his as she felt the warmth spreading inside her, the sensation of being filled so completely pushing her climax even higher.

They held each other, their bodies trembling as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided. Lisa collapsed against his chest, her breathing heavy, her body still twitching with aftershocks.

Lisa pressed her forehead against Andrey’s, her voice soft and breathless. "I can feel it... all of you inside me..."