Jingo's hands slide down, enjoying the soft slopes of Sheiba's sensuous curves. He gets down to her waist, gripping her tightly and pressing her harder now into his lap, grinding a little against her. "Mmmmm..." he murmurs with pleasure. "You feel awfully nice, my dear."<br/><br/>He leans against her, pressing her face into her neck and trailing a few kisses. "I'm Jingo," he says, breath warm against her skin. "At your service."