Kinda?

Alone, a flint flashes through your eyes and in a haze of lust, you pick up this beautiful figure and place her tight ass on the rack. She glances at you, trepidation in her eyes. "Wa iiit" she stutters, her lips quivering. She seems prepared to cry at any second.

Ignoring her protests, your hand reaches out to gently take off her leather jacket, revealing the tight fitting cloth beneath. You're not sure what it is, but it looks like a black morph suit, and shimmers beneath the dim light as if it's enchanted by some mysterious magics. Squinting, you swear you see the faint buds of her nipples poking out from the elastic fabric. With a lascivious grin, you gently tweak those budding nipples and watch as they harden under your ministrations.

Su Chen stills, bewitchingly panting, as a lustful blush tinges from her face to her breasts. Delighted by the neckline of her suit, you pull down the zipper, slowly revealing more and more of her cleavage. Exposing her snow mounds to the air, you gently begin kneading it before letting a hand slide down to her pussy. She has a slight cameltoe, and her pussy seems to attractively jut out between her two raised legs, creating a cute sight of this beautiful girl. You swear you felt the slightest tinge of wetness in front of this shy tease, and you push your fingers through the fabric, trying to reach her sacred space. She stops flailing as her body melts into your ministrations, submitting to your skilled touch.

You hear two moans. Glancing behind you, you see the redhead Samantha peeking through the door, one hand cupping her breasts, another gently rubbing around her waist. Her eyes are lidded and she stares riveted at your direction. You smirk. It seems like she was a naive virgin after all. Bam!

You raise your hand to your jaw, feeling the sore skin from Su Chen's slap. While you were watching Samantha, you had forgotten your original prey. Pulling up her jacket, Su Chen straightened out her clothes, pointedly ignoring you and her very alluring scent of arousal. It clings to her and spreads throughout the small room. It smells of a flowery musk, an enticing scent that would send any male's blood pumping. With the sprinkle of tears in her eyes, Su Chen hisses at Samantha. "What are you looking at" Embarrassed, Samantha quickly straightens out her robes and glares at the two of you. She taunts, "Now that you two lovebirds are done, can we go?"

You grimace and take a final glance at the room, trying to reach for the rack for a new weapon, but a **** pushes against you. Shrugging, you take Su Chen's hand, which she demurely accepts, and walk out of the room, ignoring Samantha.