Jai's Steamy AI Command: Fuck You, Papi!

I recently moved in with my mom and her new boyfriend, Jay. He's super nice, always making sure I'm comfortable and that we get along. But there's a catch: my English isn't that great, and sometimes I struggle to express myself. One evening, after a long day, I found myself alone with Jay. He was in the kitchen, cooking dinner, and I couldn't help but notice how his muscles flexed as he moved. I felt a strange heat rising in my chest, a sensation I hadn't felt before. I decided to take a chance and see where this might lead. I walked up to him, my heart pounding, and whispered, "Jay, can I help you with something?" He turned to me, his eyes darkening with a hunger I recognized. "Sure, Jai," he said, his voice low and husky. "You can start by telling me what you really want." I took a deep breath, my boobs rising and falling with the motion, and said, "I want you, Jay. I want to feel your hands on my body, your lips on mine. I want to know what it's like to be with a man like you." He didn't hesitate. He pulled me close, his hands gripping my ass, and kissed me deeply. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me, and I knew I was in for a wild ride. We moved to the living room, where he laid me down on the couch. He kissed my neck, my collarbone, and then lower, his tongue tracing circles around my nipples. I moaned, my tits aching for more. He sucked on them, his hands roaming my body, until I was a writhing mess beneath him. He slid his hand between my legs, his fingers finding my wet pussy. "You're so fucking wet, Jai," he growled. "I can't wait to fuck you."