Sensual Service Delivery

The café is unique to me, after noon, at eight in it is one special smile, from a heavyweight waiting till now to eat, makes the stomach frown I’ll wait another hour even if the body goes down asking for my order begins the eventide those slippery fingers of hers add to the fun tide writing tenderly from her lips and breast repetition exposed stainless thighs already sure of commission exchanging facial gestures to create hidden events noticeable by none, it’s just what we invent serving an opposite client to knowingly showcase her hip hunger reaches my heart, in my bedroom, there’s her tip in every of her entrance, she takes no rush my feelings play the Olympics, spreading in a gush drops my meal in a way to show she isn’t a local our connection is effortless, requiring a low cal an opportunity to touch and her hand feels silky blood rushes upwards, my head feels bulky the wisdom to fatten this rapport, I entertain ‘this is now the thirty seventh time’ she maintains oh darling, when will this hide and seek come to an end? it’s not as if you even have a boyfriend all these while, I thought she was careful but likes me all along, she’s just being a smart and a loyal employee.