At the cinema

Sure, here is the revised version in native American English:

Initially. And here they are now, in the cinema, waiting for the film to start. He chose the Velvet Class because it's less crowded and he needs comfort. Luckily, she doesn't mind the place as long as they watch the film she wants.

"When the film is over, wake me up, okay?" he said.

"Are you going to sleep?" Salvia squinted at him, looking incredulous.

"Hey. I don't like watching movies," Devan prefers reading books because he thinks the stories in books are more detailed and soulful.

"Tsk, that's no fun at all!" she scoffed, rolling her eyes. But then she decided to comfort herself in her disappointment, leaving him to his plan to sleep. Besides, she just needed company so she wouldn't look too pathetic going alone. Blame her friends for not being loyal. They all had their own plans and forgot about Salvia.

But, never mind, when else could she take her uncle out? Besides, going out with him has its perks — she doesn't have to spend a dime. From eating, buying popcorn, to cinema tickets, Devan covers it all. She just sits back and enjoys the film until the end.

"Sal, why don't you try wearing a shirt with the buttons in frontside?" he whispered softly right in front of Salvia's ear as she was focused on the show, which had started ten minutes ago.

"So what?" she asked without completely averting her gaze.

"It's distracting," he said, giving Salvia a squeeze on her chest from under her shirt.

A few minutes ago, he had his hands spread across the front of her body, giving small squeezes with his big hands. But he didn't just want to squeeze.

His mouth itched to chew on the soft, chewy flesh. And he refused to have any obstacles that kept him from freely exploring her adorable breast.

"What's so hard about it, Uncle? Just unzip it, then take off your shirt like this and like that," she grumbled as she did what she was saying. He was amazed to find her so brave. Although yes,

He knew that the cinema room had minimal lighting, especially with their seats positioned quite far back. It was very unlikely that anyone was watching them. After all, everyone in this velvet room was definitely focused on their own activities, whether actually watching the movie or just like him.

"Take off the bra, please," he requested.

"Tsk, I'm not alone here, Uncle. I'm trying to focus on watching this," she protested.

This annoyed him, but hearing it made him excited as the girl pulled the corners of her lips, feeling amused.

"Lie on your side, okay? It's hard to do it lying on your back like that," he whispered gently while helping her change to a slightly sideways position.

After that, he unhooked Salvia's bra and slipped off one strap, revealing her twin mounds clearly in front of him. Then he pulled the blanket over them, covering their exposed skin.

However, he didn't want anyone there to see the girl's smooth back. He lowered his body slightly so that he was face-to-face with her breasts,

Devan, already tempted, immediately brought the top of Salvia's chest to his mouth, kissing it gently before slowly sucking on it.

Eventually, it gradually became more intense, causing her to let out a groan. One of Devan's hands was used to squeeze Salvia's other breast.

While one hand was pressed against Salvia's body, the other remained active on her back, giving soft strokes that both amused and delighted her. She even started to lose focus on the film she was watching. His passion was clearly aroused, especially when he gave a strong suck to her breasts.Salvia's sigh escaped as she started to move restlessly. 

"Uncle," she whispered, gripping Devan's thick hair tightly against her chest. 

Devan didn't respond. He was truly enjoying the moment. Her chest was incredibly tempting, and it would be a shame to ignore it. The soft sighs from Salvia only heightened his desire. He felt like crushing Salvia's body right then, but he realized where he was. So he tried his best to hold back.

*"Ahhh, Uncle, suck harder, please!"* she asked amidst her strained sighs, urging him to go as slowly as possible. She didn't want to disturb anyone or draw attention to what was happening while he was working on her chest. Yet, she still felt a pang of shame. Even though she could be bold and shameless with him, there was still a part of her that felt embarrassed.

Salvia's wishes went straight to Devan granted, and that made her grimacing and groaning in pleasure. Her body was getting more and more twisted and covered in blankets that slightly slipped down. She could see what He was doing even in the darkness of a cinema that doesn't know yet where the film lasts?

"Uncle,what do you think if my breasts have milk for you to drink?" Salvia asked in the middle of a delicious moan. Her words made Devan raise his head, his forehead furrowing as if questioning what he had heard. But he had no intention of stopping. her breastIn response, Devan continued without speaking, using only eye signals and raising his eyebrows to ask what she meant. Fortunately, the girl wasn't that clueless and understood the implication. 

"Seeing my uncle like this excites me. You're like a nursing baby to me," she chuckled softly, her hands gently twirling Devan's thick hair.

He shrugged briefly without saying anything, as Salvia's comments were less important to him than enjoying the exploration of her chest. However, he couldn't help but think about what she said regarding the milk that could be produced from a woman's breasts. He planned to investigate that possibility further because he remembered that only women with children could produce white fluid from their breasts.

After finishing watching, which was more filled with perversion, she asked Devan to take her to several clothing and makeup shops before finally deciding to head home, which was by evening. On the way back, she found herself surrendering to the addiction of having her bare chest exposed. Despite the pain and numbness she felt, it still remained a strangely pleasant experience for her. So she wouldn't complain, even when they got home and he asked to continue their activities, which were more than just simple play. Since the day she first reached release, he had continued to engage in such activities, making her no longer as innocent as before. He had thoroughly indulged her in sexual experiences, even if they were just casual makeouts, and spoiled her innocence with it all.

Unlike yesterday, she no longer just stays silent. She doesn't want to be outdone by him, as he becomes wilder day by day. She starts to show her own wild side. Over the past two weeks, she's gained the courage to be more daring. Her hands, previously hesitant, now explore Devan's upper body with increasing boldness, moving lower and lower to satisfy her curiosity. Where she had merely touched his thigh two weeks ago, she now boldly grabs his hand. Although Devan is still wearing his pants, she still manages to make contact.

She felt how hard he was, and her growing curiosity led her to squeeze it. Devan, already engrossed with Salvia's breasts, groaned loudly. The suction on Salvia's chest tightened even more, making her wince from the mix of pain and pleasure.

"Don't you just want to leave it, uncle?" she asked with a soft moan. This time, it wasn't just because of the suction he was giving her chest, but rather because she imagined the pain Devan felt with his jeans sticking to him. She wasn't sure of the exact sensation, but she was certain it was quite painful.

"Do you really want to eat it?" she inquired.

*"You want to teach me?"* she asked.

He released his mouth from Salvia's chest, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Without saying anything, he got up and stood over her, positioning himself at the side of the bed. He stared directly at her partially naked body while his hands began to unbutton his pants and jeans. With slow, deliberate movements, he lowered the zipper of his trousers and pulled them down until only his underwear remained.

Salvia's eyes suddenly widened, her face flushing with embarrassment as the situation became awkward. Despite her discomfort, she was reluctant to look away from the prominent bulge between Devan's legs. It was amazing, though still a bit intimidating. The problem was that it wasn't fully visible yet, as it was still wrapped in Devan's underwear. 

"Are you sure?" he confirmed.

She didn't answer immediately.

The girl seemed to swallow hard, her face showing doubt that she couldn't hide, but curiosity was creeping in. Devan waited for her to decide. He had no problem if she changed her mind—he wouldn't force her, even though his own desire was growing.

*"Or do you want to try holding it first?"* he offered.

He offered, still watching Salvia's increasingly nervous expression. 

"Get up. Sit down," Devan said, reaching out to help her change position.

"Are you on your own, or will Uncle help you?" 

Salvia looked up, puzzled by his question, raising an eyebrow as if needing an explanation for what he meant.

Instead of answering, he brought one of Salvia's hands forward, guiding her to feel the hardness more directly. The sensation was more real than before, causing a strange tingle and a sense of amazement. 

Salvia, intrigued, gave it a gentle squeeze. The touch made Devan close his eyes and emit a muffled groan, which caused Salvia to lift her head and look at him. Seeing Devan's tortured expression, she found it oddly satisfying.

"Salvia," he whispered, struggling to hold back a groan as she gave him a second squeeze, this time more anxious and firm. The intensity of her grip pushed him to the edge of his endurance, making him feel both tortured and exhilarated. 

He couldn't deny how intense and pleasurable the sensation was, and he eagerly anticipated the moment he could finally release.