Averi took him to a Korean tofu soup shop downstairs. Although the place was small, it was packed with customers, and they waited for over half an hour before getting a seat.
They each had a small pot to themselves, and when the red soup and rice arrived, it was still bubbling.
The soup was too hot to eat immediately, so Averi asked out of boredom, "Is today your day off? I thought bodyguards didn't have weekends."
"There are shifts."
"Even for a personal bodyguard?"
Dallas didn't answer immediately. After a moment, he replied, "I haven't been needed much lately."
It seemed Beatrice had been sent back to rehab again, especially after causing such a scene in public.
Knowing he was tight-lipped, she didn't ask further and focused on her meal.
At checkout, Dallas pulled out cash. Averi didn't argue, simply smiled and thanked him, accepting the treat with ease.
Returning to the apartment, Averi let him sit freely and went back to the bedroom to change into a comfortable home shirt and skirt. Then he walked out with his laptop and asked while typing on the keyboard, "Do you want to watch a movie? What type do you like?"
Dallas hesitated for a moment and said, "Anything is fine."
Averi blinked at him, a sly smile playing on her lips and eyebrows raised. "Oh, really? I didn't realize you had such an appetite."
He didn't understand why she was laughing until the movie started.
The movie she mentioned was AV.
After the opening scene, the female actress undressed and was naked, licking the man's penis while moaning non-stop.
Dallas couldn't bear it anymore and asked her, "What exactly do you want?"
What do you want?
If you want a prodigal son to turn back, if you want a sage to fall, then these are the things that everyone loves.
To put it bluntly, she just wants to see the struggle of human nature, especially for someone as noble as him.
Averi smiled faintly and said, "What are you doing? Look at the screen. It's too much for me to spend so much money on you to watch a little pornographic film with me."
Dallas pressed down on his lips, speechless.
He thought with a touch of self-mockery, watching porn was better than pleasuring himself in front of her, wasn't it?
However, he once again underestimated her severity.
Just as she asked him to turn around, she spread her legs and reached between them, feeling as if no one was around.
Dallas looked at her face in disbelief, while she was also looking at him. Her red lips slowly parted and she uttered three words, "Look at the screen."
While speaking, spread your legs wider apart. A glimmer of light seeped into the bottom of the skirt, faintly revealing its contours.
She's not wearing underwear.
The shadow of her palm and skirt made it difficult for him to see clearly, but he could see how her hand was moving.
The woman's slender and white fingers were sliding up and down along the flesh seam, then she pried open the tightly closed clam meat, found the small grain hidden inside, and gently rubbed and pressed it.
Averi's breathing is rapid, her nipples have become hard, and her shirt is pushed out with two ambiguous protrusions. The color of her areola is faintly visible.
She narrowed her eyes, her breathing unsteady, and commanded, "I told you to watch the screen."
Dallas finally realized that he had been staring at her, his spine stiffened, and he quickly turned his head.
The female actress on the screen has changed to a kneeling position, swaying and moaning when penetrated by a man.
"More—ah—don't stop, it feels so good—your cock is so big, mm—you're going to ruin me!"
The cheap performance became more realistic because she was masturbating beside it.
"Mmm... "A faint sound drifted from the side, and in an instant, it was drowned out by the roar on the TV.
But Dallas caught it, he couldn't help but turn back and was caught by a pair of misty eyes.
After seeing him, those eyes burst into a narrow smile and said, 'What's wrong, porn can't satisfy you?' His gaze drifted lightly between his legs, where at some point a bag had already emerged.
Her finger movements became more and more wild, her fingertips circling around the entrance of the small hole, as if poking a few times before returning to continue spinning.
Averi has been observing Dallas, not missing his increasingly unnatural breathing rhythm.
Her goal achieved, she suddenly pulled her hand back, giving him a teasing look. "Disappointed?"
Dallas suddenly woke up, feeling embarrassed and embarrassed, his face turning pale.
"Dallas, do you want to watch me slip my finger in?" She paused, a playful glint in her eye, then added slowly, "Or would you rather use yours?"
He wanted to deny it, but found his throat tight and his voice as if it had been sanded, so he pursed his lips again.
Averi didn't give him a moment to sink into self-loathing. She reached out her hand and commanded, "Hold me."
He didn't move, so she spoke even harder: "I'm tired, pick me up." With one foot on his thigh, her already tight skirt was no longer enough, and she was about to reveal her wet vagina.
The man suddenly stood up and scooped her up.
Averi was overjoyed and wrapped her arms around his neck, continuing to give orders: "Go to the bathroom, I want to take a shower, it's sticky and uncomfortable below."
Dallas paused in her footsteps, her Adam's apple rolling, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say anything and obediently took her to the bathroom.
Have you learned to resist with silence?
Averi smiled silently, resting her head against the man's neck. His body was warmer than most, with heat radiating from his skin, warming her face, and there was a faint scent of soap.
She teased him like she'd made a new discovery, "Took a shower before coming? Guess you knew exactly what you were coming here for."
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