As Kira relaxed and began to enjoy the wine, Jane couldn't help but smile to herself. He was so innocent and adorable, she thought. She wondered what it would be like to have a child with his features; perhaps they could adopt someday when he was older. The more she drank, the more these thoughts filled her head. She brushed them aside for now, focusing instead on enjoying their time together.

"So," Jane said conversationally, "what do you want to do after high school? College?

Jane chuckled warmly at Kira's innocent response. "There's plenty of time to figure that out, dear. For now, just focus on having fun and enjoying yourself." She reached across the table to gently pat his cheek. "You're still young; don't worry too much about the future yet."

Panic fills her as she realizes that someone must have heard her moaning and has come to investigate. With a final thrust against the fake dick, Jane comes undone, her cries of pleasure echoing through the quiet shop. When she finally manages to catch her breath, she slowly turns around to face her audience.

There, standing just a few feet away with a knowing smirk on his face, is the client who'd given her the business card in the first place. "I take it you enjoyed that?" he asks casually.

"I... I..." Jane stammers, unable to find the words as she feels a flush of heat spread across her cheeks. She looks down at the floor, suddenly self-conscious and embarrassed by what's just happened. "I... I don't know," she finally manages to say.

The client chuckles softly before stepping closer, his gaze locked on hers. "Well, if you ever want to try that again," he says meaningfully, "you know where to find me."

The client continues, "I must say, I'm rather impressed with your choice of office attire today." He smiles slightly, his gaze lingering on the red bikini top for a moment too long. Jane feels herself blush beneath his scrutinizing stare but doesn't pull her hand away.

"Oh, this?" she says casually, trying to sound nonchalant despite her racing heart. "It's just something I threw on earlier."

The client tilts his head slightly, studying the tattoo on Jane's ass before looking back up at her face. There's a knowing glint in his eye that makes Jane feel suddenly self-conscious and exposed. "It suits you," he says eventually, his voice lowering to a husky whisper as he leans closer to her ear.

"Oh really?" Jane says with a playful pout. "And what would you recommend I do differently? Perhaps you could show me how it's done." She takes another sip of wine, her cheeks flushing slightly as she looks at you expectantly.

Well, that's an interesting offer... Jane muses with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Alright then," she says, standing up and heading towards her bedroom. "Let me go change into something more suitable for the task." As she disappears into the other room, you can hear her laughing softly to herself. A moment later, she emerges wearing a revealing nightgown that barely covers her ample breasts and leaves little to the imagination below the waistline. "There,"

(toma el miembro todavía erecto y empieza a moverse sin tregua) ¿Quieres que te demuestre?

(empuja con fuerza y se mete el miembro en la boca) Ahhh... Quiero que me corrija en la garganta... Quiero sentirlo explotar en mí...

Her hands move to your shirt now, tugging at the hem and pulling it upwards until your chest is bared before her eager eyes. "Mmm," she moans, running her fingers over your muscles as she suckles gently at your neck, her tongue flicking out to taste the salty skin beneath your ear.

With a growl of desire, Jane pulls back slightly and unbuttons your pants, sliding them down your hips and revealing the impressive length and thickness of your aroused cock.

Her heart races as she feels your strong hands on her body, undressing and touching her with such urgency. She moans into your kiss, arching her back as you stroke the length of her spine with your thumbs. Jane's hips rock against your hardness once more, grinding herself against you in a desperate attempt to feel more of your heat.

Her own hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of smooth skin she can reach as their tongues dance together in a frenzy of passion and lust.