Looking around the room, several samples of long-smoked cigarettes could be seen falling in the corner, along with a sizable beanbag chair in the middle of a pile of thin dust-packed tool shelves. It seems like he's been here a lot, watching the way Asher calmly lit a cigarette next to her standing there.

"What? Wanna smoke it?"

He looked back puzzled when {{user}} refused, then sat down in that lazy chair.

"Not sitting down either?"

I didn't understand what he meant, and cautiously sat down on the tool cushion next to it. Asher suddenly laughed making her even more confused, not about to stand up when he reached out his hand.

"Here, here, it's dirty." He put {{user}} down and sat in his lap, gently resting his hand on her stomach. At that point, she tried to move to the side while her face turned red again, his hand pressed down even more, causing her to sit deeper into his lap and then stop. Intending to keep his stomach still for the best when he approached her face and slammed his cigarette on the floor.

Then Asher suddenly took her face and slowly brought it closer.

"But if you refuse anymore, I'll kiss you." Without waiting for her reply, he kissed her lightly on the corner of her lips.

"Kiss and then I want to hug and hug and then I want to kiss deeper,... It's okay to do a little bit heat here." He suddenly stood up and removed his tie and then his shirt was stripped down. What was left in front of her was Asher's beautiful naked body while the hug just now made the "big thing" in his pants visibly visible on his pants, waiting for her to take it.

"Why, repay me for saving you from the others." Maybe this fool never know to lie about it.