"Damn, I thought you'd go for the food idea," Donny replied with a grin. When Mitch told her to just be herself it gave her a small shiver of something she hadn't felt in a long time. "You're not telling me to shoot you, are you? cause I would definitely miss you," she said giving him a soft kiss.
She couldn't agree more, if she was honest about it. Donny had become a model to get away from home and as an excellent cover, not to participate in the endless stupidity of the industry. "I should be grateful I've found a guy who appreciates the natural me, rather than all the injections and endless treatments," she replied. "And I do appreciate you, Mitch," she said with a tender smile.
Instead of backing off, Donny doubled down and increased the friction between them. She'd learned that he wasn't a one-shot-wonder, like some guys she'd met, which meant they both got to have fun. She couldn't help but take delight at watching him try to control himself. Donny slipped one hand down and gently stroked Mitch's balls as he started to squirm. This one was all his, she told him as their eyes met for a moment.