Joan smiled around his cock, and slowly pulled her mouth off of him, leaving with a little flick of her tongue against his tip.
She stood and pushed Martin's plate and silverware to the side, then turned to face him, leaning back against the table. She was wearing a blouse and slacks on the outside, and a black lace bra with matching panties underneath. Those panties were already quite soaked.
"I feel like I'm your next course," she said with a sultry smile. Thank goodness Martin never ate his victims, or else that could be awkward. "Do you want me to take my clothes off?"
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Date: 2020-06-09 03:05 am (UTC)She stood and pushed Martin's plate and silverware to the side, then turned to face him, leaning back against the table. She was wearing a blouse and slacks on the outside, and a black lace bra with matching panties underneath. Those panties were already quite soaked.
"I feel like I'm your next course," she said with a sultry smile. Thank goodness Martin never ate his victims, or else that could be awkward. "Do you want me to take my clothes off?"