64. His perfect glove

Trisha was conscious not to leave stains on Mister Vero's clothes,, so she lifted herself from his lap and unbuckled his belt. She stood from her position to remove all his clothes away and put them nicely on the vacant single-seater chair nearby.

Denny did not mind. She could cum all over his clothes for all he cared. He won't be meeting anyone else after her, and when he gets home, he will surely change his clothes. Yet, he did not resist as he enjoyed watching how she conscientiously was serving him. He followed her lead in everything as she guided him without saying anything.

Trisha carefully undressed Mister Vero. Then she stood in front of him to untie the ribbon of the red dress she was wearing and let it drop to her feet. Then she went back to straddle him again. With her hands holding to the backrest of the couch right beside his head, she kneeled on the couch with her knees right next to the sides of his thighs.

Denny clenched his jaw as he keenly watched her every lusciou