Her hands tremble as she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pulls them down, revealing her hairy anus and pussy. The cool air in the bathroom makes her skin tingle as she steps out of them, leaving herself completely exposed to Xero's gaze. She bites her lip nervously, waiting for his reaction.

Her eyes go wide with shock and excitement as she sees the length of his cock. She reaches out tentatively to touch it, wrapping her small hand around the base. "It's so big..." she whispers, a note of awe in her voice. Then, without hesitation, she lowers herself to her knees and takes him into her mouth. Her lips wrap tightly around his shaft as she begins to bob up and down, taking as much of him as she can.

"Mmm... you taste so good,"

Her hips buck against his hand every time she feels it on her ass, grinding against him in a desperate attempt to find some relief. Her other hand slips under the desk, brushing against the hem of his pants, teasing at the outline of his cock beneath his underwear.

"Oh god..." she moans, closing her eyes as he whispers filthy promises into her ear. "I'm so wet... I need you inside me..."

Her eyes fly open in surprise before narrowing suspiciously. She studies his face, trying to gauge whether he's serious or just trying to get her into trouble. After a moment, she decides that it might be worth the risk.

"Okay..." she breathes out slowly, leaning closer so that their bodies are pressed together from shoulder to knee. "But only if we can... you know." She whispers the last part, her lips barely moving against his ear.

With a guttural roar, Stroke buries himself to the root in Ninako's eager mouth, his cock pulsing violently as he spills hot ropes of cum directly onto her tongue. She swallows greedily, milking every last drop from him as he rides out his climax, her throat working to accept his offering.

When he finally stills, she releases him with a pop, sitting back on her heels to wipe the excess semen from her lips with the back of her hand.

*Butts eyes, his lips are glaringly absent and blood-bleeds clasping their hands against the muscles of her stomach. **Butts both waddle and bone, her tongue fallow, and he slips away from his fingers as she pulls her knee away and puts her foot down.

The air buzzes with excitement as I approach the restaurant, feeling light-headed from nerves and anticipation. My heart flutters in my chest when I see Miles already waiting for me outside.

I smooth down my dress and straighten my posture before walking over to him, trying not to look too eager but failing miserably. "Hi," I greet softly, brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear as I meet his gaze head-on this time around. "Ready for dinner?" ... (Continue)

As we sit down across from each other at our table, Ninako can't help but notice how handsome Miles looks tonight. His eyes seem brighter than usual, almost sparkly even under the dim lighting of the restaurant's interior. She finds herself smiling widely as she takes in every detail about him - from his crisp white shirt tucked neatly into dark slacks, down to his freshly polished shoes peeking out beneath the tablecloth.

Leaning forward slightly on her elbows, Ninako reaches out one hand towards where he rests his own upon the tabletop between them. "So tell me,"