<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/lDLfuFy.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Oscar Valdez</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259067.msg12796517#msg12796517)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Dance Host<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 2nd, right around 9:00 am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Naked<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robyn Washington<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<hr/><br/>She was a woman who was different than those who had entered his more intimate life.  It went beyond age, where most of his partners were of the more grey-hair variety from his employment.  It was something deep, something visceral about her that set her far apart from the others he had come across in the bedroom.<br/><br/>It was her confidence that set her apart, that confidence that made her all the more appealing.  She was a woman who knew what she wanted, who was not afraid of demanding what she wanted.  Not a hint of shyness, not a trace of being meek and demure.  Some women liked to beat around the bush, so to speak.  They enjoyed being equals, of giving and taking, and some enjoyed giving more than taking.  The kind of partner who would defer to their partner to guide them and lead them, to set the pace.<br/><br/>The goddess laying there upon the beach was just that:  a Goddess.  A woman who knew what she wanted, who knew what she desired.  A woman who gave the presence of getting what she wanted and desired whatever and whenever she wanted it.  It was arousing, that confidence in the situation, that confidence in herself, evident by the slow swelling of the thick organ between his thighs.  And he was more than willing to play along with her.<br/><br/>“You know, I have been told I can be quite mouthy sometimes.  For a variety of reasons, and not all of them bad.” He said, his tongue licking his lips as he looked up to the Goddess standing with a foot planted atop his chest.  “How would you like me to prove it to you?  Shall I start here?”<br/><br/>His hand was gentle as he lifted her foot, his lips soft and wet as they planted against the top of her foot.  Slowly, he would work his way up her leg, trailing kisses up to her knee, slowly beginning to dip into the softness of her inner thigh.