With a hearty laugh, you release just a bit of the pressure by letting the bottom rope take some of your weight. Between that, and the sweat starting to build up, Ashley seemingly pours herself into a seated position beneath you.
"Oh mon dieu! Is that it? But of course. Vous Americanes always let your starlets starve. 'Ave no fear, Petite Americane, there is enough Babette for you..." |