[/floatleft]<strong>Name:</strong>Remus (Remy) de la Cruz Gaston<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Masseuse/ Singer<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Restaurant<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A sheer black sundress and pair of purple lacy panties.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Yin Yang, Izzy, open<br/><br/>Remy chuckled a bit at the mentioning of "magical fingers" "I've heard that as well, hopefully its not just an exaggeration" he cooed, applying a bit more pressure as he continued to trace along the woman's shaft, making sure to glide across all the particularly sensitive spots along the underside of her member. Seeing the girly quickly yank her shirt off again Remy giggled and shook his head a bit at her "Anxious aren't we?" he teased, returning his hand under the table. However this time his hand didn't immediately return to cock, instead shifting down to caress and massage the girl's soft, supple thighs. After all it was clear that she wanted him to touch her hardening staff directly, without the cloth of her shirt getting in the way, but Remy wasn't so sure she was ready for that kind of treatment just yet.<br/><br/>He continued to gently knead the girl's leg as she scooted closer to him. However when the young blonde placed her hand at his own thigh he let out a tiny sigh, his body trembling a bit at the sensation. He spent so much time rubbing and caressing others, but honestly he wasn't all that used to it himself. Most girls he actually did it with always seemed to jump straight to roughing up his plush posterior, and never gave the rest of him any mind. Smiling at the woman he adjusted his hand so it was on the same spot of her thigh as her hand was on his, and as she slid her hand upwards he mirrored the slow motion perfectly. As her hand reached his panties the boy blushed a bit, feeling her fingers start to caress his own member through them. His thing wasn't nearly as impressive as her own, only about 5 inches long, but then again on this island he didn't really have much use for it anyways.<br/><br/>In response the girl's touch Remy redoubled his own efforts, slowly running a finger up from the base of her cock all the way to the tip, collecting up smear of left over love juices from the woman's last escapade just a few moments prior. "oh my, how generous, you even decided to get me a pre-dinner appetizer" the boy cooed in his soft french accented voice, showing off the finger tip full of cum before slowly licking it off infront of her. Letting his finger slip into his mouth he began to gently suck on it suggestively, savoring the mix of flavors, his eyes never leaving Izzy's. "mmmmm..." he hummed appreciatively around his finger, slowly drawing out and tracing it across his bottom lip "I may want to skip dinner and just have dessert. what do you call this dish mademoiselle?" he asked teasingly as he leaned closer, this time wrapping his entire hand around the girl's shaft and giving it a few teasing tugs before pulling his hand back again to lick up the cum that had slicked it. Again going out of his way to show her how much he was savoring it, as if her cum was the most delicious treat in the world.