"You're very welcome," the dark eyes beneath the mask shined with adoration at Keara. Taking a drink of her own, tiny straw releasing the flavorful drink into Ptarah's mouth. It was delicious. She hadn't been as far as tasting the were before her, but with their massage session a week ago and the oiled body she'd touched it was a nice reminder.
She shifted her body and observed their nearness. "I am. I've just arrived and O'm not disappointed." There was a flirtatious smile tugging at Ptarah's lips. As easy as the idea of Keara laying naked on a table had come to her mind, the turned on Master that had been in her home also came to mind. Wanting to make Keara smile she asked, "Where is the birthday boy? He's very lucky in getting to take you home every night." She exaggerated the question, sounding quite cheered about the party tonight.