A moment later, Natashya joined me, reaching between her legs to shovel a fingerful of cream from the fresh pie and making a show of licking it off her fingers and swallowing it. She was stunningly beautiful, with exotic features, and every move was perfectly calculated to achieve maximum sexual effect. I dropped to my knees and brought my face within inches of her pussy. Danielle’s head immediately shot back up, her eyes a mixture of sorrow and a sudden burst of hope. The entire way home, I’d debated whether or not I was making a mistake and had to talk myself out of calling her more than once. Abruptly, she tore free of my grasp and wouldn’t look at me as she whispered, “Thank you.”
And then she was gone, leaving me with nothing but a foul taste in my mouth and a mountain of regret. If this was potentially the last time I fucked Natashya, I wanted it to be a good one. I still have a job at the Starlight because of you.
