So for life, Arye? Feeling more assured, Mia asked, “So any matches last night?”
“Yeah, a couple,” Sylvie replied, “I’m not betting on any of them, to be honest.”
“Yeah,” Mia said, “I know what you mean.”
“Mia?”
“Uh-huh?”
“I don’t think I have to treat you to dinner next week,” Sylvie said with a melodic voice. Porn sex I’m at home,” she said. I would just like the opportunity to meet with this young lady before I go. Miguel rose up and stood tall before her as he took off his jacket. As the doors slid open, Miguel took her hand in his and led her out. Time seemed to suspend itself for a moment. Soon her red lips and slippery pink tongue joined them, swirling around Miguel’s length before driving her mouth over him. “Look…uh,” she squinted at the tag on the guy’s vest, “Number 12?”
“Arye,” he offered. Enough teasing. “That, I’m afraid,” Miguel said leaning down towards her, “Will have to wait.”
As they kissed, Miguel reached down and around, picking her up. The man chuckled hesitantly. Miguel stood with one hand on his waist, the other running his fingers through Mia’s soft lengths of hair, every so often reaching down and fondling her shapely sloping breasts. She smirked to herself. Her hands moved from his chest to his shoulders, then reached up around the back of
