"I'll take one of those synth-beers," she says, admiring the ass as she slowly deflated, her cock that is.  "I'll be getting my bike out of the back, just keep me in mind for the next job you may have 'round here, kay?"<br/><br/>She paused, sighed, and turned to face the woman before she went to get dressed.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't mind if you kept me warm though; yesterday was a giant whiskey-tango-foxtrot followed by a charlie-foxtrot..." she said, shrugging offhandedly. "Plus it lets me play with your abs more, you seem to like that..."<br/><br/>Hey, who didn't love a cuddle?  She'd get a good thick one in her backside after she got back home anyway...