As soon as Arsalan got off duty, he went straight home, not a stop for anyone. Stephanie got the message when he tossed away his scarf after the door was locked. He bent her over the dining table and dipped his tongue into her pink honey pot.
Stephanie grabbed onto the edge, hissing and twitching as he set her mind ablaze. She was speechless when he slid his d**k between her thighs. Arsalan was like a steed in heat- restless and giddy, attacking her with lustful pursuit.
"Wait, it's not in," Stephanie whined.
"Just a matter of time,” His voice was rough. “I had a difficult day because of you." Arsalan sniffed her hair, humping her soft legs till the head of his shaft swelled with thick sticky drops.
"How so?" Stephanie caressed him, held him.
"All I wanted to do was this," he said,
