"I'm not that weak, Dimi." Natasha slid her hands into Dmitri's pyjama pants and stroked Dmitri's manhood.
"Nasha, you..."
"Dimi," Natasha gave a wink to tease Dmitri.
"Dear Nasha," Dmitri's breath was getting heavier. It was as if he could no longer hold back his desire to make love to Natasha.
"Let me help you." Natasha couldn't bear to see the uncomfortable Dmitri.
"But..." Dmitri was getting restless, confused between the two options. Let Natasha satisfy him with his hands or refuse Natasha's offer for fear that Dmitri won't be satisfied with just o******x.
"Nasha," Dmitri closed his eyes as Dmitri felt the smooth skin of Natasha's hands play with his manhood.
After being disappointed by Xander's treatment of her, Anya returns to her room with a broken heart and a tired body. Th
