Re: Daffadowndilly | 4-13-2020 | Afternoon
There was no hurry, or least no reason for Eva to say it. The moment Dom felt the first pop of Eva's electricity arc across his skin, the cyberpath finished with a moan muffled only by her pillowy breasts. Determined though, Droid continued like he hadn't, committed to giving Eva every dollar's worth of this ride. Once they'd natural settled to a slow, rhythmic pace, Dom reappeared from her cleavage and kissed her equally pillowy lips. The thicker than Larry Bird mutant picked Eva up from her desk and stumbled backward into one of her overstuffed office chairs. Eva still atop him, but now they could both crumble into dirty laundry versions of themselves if they so wished. And Dom wished, at least for a moment while he caught his breath. "You don't have any meetings left," Dom said as the head of her security. "We could stay just like this until it all happens again," he suggested along with a contented laugh. "I feel like you've got more tension to get out," he said while his fingers massaged her back.