“Wow, I am so proud of you. I knew you’d do great, but that is even better than I thought.” She wasted no time and asked me “I don’t mean to...be rude, but remember the reward you said you’d get me? I can’t wait any longer, what is it?” I was nervous, and I wasn’t sure I could do what I was about to. I took a deep breath and walked toward her slowly. She looked slightly confused as I placed my hand on her flat stomach and leaned down to kiss her. She didn’t immediately reciprocate, but did after. He was waiting just inside the door and took her to a table in a semi-private alcove near the dance floor. As she scooted into the booth, bench seat, he slid in beside her. They talked about their day, ordered dinner and drinks, and about an hour afterwards, he reached under the table and turned the knob on the egg in her cunt up to medium. She immediately orgasmed and gripped his other hand very hard to show what was happening.“You are beautiful when you cum,” he said as he turned the madly. She then massages my balls gently. With both hands, Asa grabs my ass cheeks, squeezes them and pulls them apart. Her two thumbs are resting at the two sides of my asshole. She massages the opening in circles with her thumbs and every now and then probes my well lubricated hole up to the first knuckle. My erected cock is very hard and stands again the bench like a tent-pole supporting my lower body.In her sexy voice, Asa asks: “Yaki, like my massage?”This young T-girl really knows ever. She lost count of the amount of times she had to do anything, absolutely anything to assure him that her heart only belonged to him and no one else- especially not Ryan Harris… …but it wasn’t true, was it? She used to be able to tell him there was nothing going on in a strong voice, but since the kiss, she could no longer say nothing went on. Because something did happen. It may be a kiss, but there was always a starting point for everything. She knew her voice would quiver and her hands would.