Nothing a little deepthroat can't fix.

Perform vs. DC 17. 1d20+5=20. Success! 1 Whore Point, 1 Failure

Deciding to kick things forward if she can, Gilia leans forward. "Mmmm, so nice," she murmurs throatily - then she pulls his thick cock into her mouth and plunges downward, relaxing her throat with a swallowing motion to try to get as much of it as possible into her. She still gags slightly, but she manages to get most of the way down the young man's sizable member before she has to stop. He lets out a groan as Gilia feels her throat spasm slightly around his swollen prick, then she begins to energetically bob her head up and down on it. C'mon, birthday boy. Just cum for me so I can get my clothes and get going!

"Fuck, that's good!" the young man exclaims. His hips buck upward, driving his cock up into Gilia's throat, and she gags again, spit spraying from her mouth onto his crotch. She moans around him as she feels him tangle his fingers into her hair, gripping her head tightly and beginning to work her up and down on him. Heat flares distantly between her legs. Oh, fuck...he's got some energy after all, I guess... She deepthroats him obediently, moaning and humming all the while.

"Fuck!" the boy exclaims after a few minutes, pulling her up off his cock. Gilia gasps for air, sputtering slightly as he suddenly leaves her mouth and throat empty, aching. She can feel drool running down her chin and onto her shift, and a faint moisture where her thighs rub together. The young man rolls out of bed, staggering to his feet as he shoves Gilia onto the bed. "All right, slut, I'm plenty hard. Get your legs over your head!"

"W-What?" Gilia asks.

"So I can fuck you? C'mon, you can do that, can't you? I've always wanted to fuck a bendy girl..." The boy grins down at her eagerly, his massive cock shining with her saliva in the dawn light from the window. Gilia swallows nervously as she climbs onto the bed.