Last_Rider
La Fin Absolue du Monde
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Matt had to admire Yvonne's oral talents, she knew his body well and was quite happy using her mouth on him. He'd trained her specifically to his desires, and she was very close to perfect. Matt sighed softly when he came, feeling Yvonne's throat contracting and swallowing his load. His lips met hers after she'd stood and they finished washing each other.
Sitting at a table near the pool he felt Yvonne's foot sliding up his leg, Matt reached down and caught it, gently massaging it with his fingers as they waited for a server.
"I've no idea what could have made you so hungry, what did you do last night?"
His question was a bit loud, designed to make her feel just a touch self-conscious as he turned part of her brain to mush with his foot rubbing.
Sitting at a table near the pool he felt Yvonne's foot sliding up his leg, Matt reached down and caught it, gently massaging it with his fingers as they waited for a server.
"I've no idea what could have made you so hungry, what did you do last night?"
His question was a bit loud, designed to make her feel just a touch self-conscious as he turned part of her brain to mush with his foot rubbing.