Domino certainly didn't have the skill that other lovers had but he had the consideration to make sure she was left sated. She'd given him a couple of instructions . . . well, moaned a couple of instructions, but she'd achieved her climax and now lay on her bed, languishing in the afterglow of good old fashioned sex. She wasn't trying to be modest because she saw no reason to be. She took care in what she ate and how much, and while she wasn't buxom, she had curves and a modest bust that made for a pretty picture. Her dark hair was sprawled over the silk pillow case and she watched as he climbed out of bed to begin redressing.
She shifted to rest on one side, propping her head up on her arm and letting the other follow the contour of her waist. Natália smiled at the compliment, "Thank you." She moved in an easy motion, coming to swing her legs off the side of her bed and then stand, closing the distance between them. She wasn't going to let him escape so quickly.
"We should do this again," she said, her arms wrapping around his back and hugging him from behind. Natália's chin now sat on his shoulder, her eyes watching the half of the face that she could see while gently stroking over the front of his chest, "Maybe next time I'll show you what else my mouth can do."