K.
He reached for the zipper of K's leather suit, then hurriedly zipped it down.
She sat up again to get out of her skin-tight costume, Jesse helping her slip the material off of her - out of her arms first, off her waist, hips, and then her legs until she was just down in her black thongs.
Jesse knelt down on the floor and deftly yanked down K's slinky thong like his life depended on it. He stretched K's legs wide on the edge of the bed and immediately lunged himself on the apex of her thighs, his tongue darting on her clit while his fingers slid easily in and out of her. She was so fucking ready, her wetness made Jesse's face glisten - from the tip of his nose down to his chin, it was driving