Zell shifted his body, and upon falling asleep, he suddenly found himself in a strange room; the scent of whiskey, tobacco and leather entered his ears as two pairs of supple hands caressed his body.
A soft, warm pillow was under his head, with the scent of a sweet honey whiskey, as she leaned forward, pressing her large breasts against his face, her hands massaging his shoulders, arms and chest while the other squeezed his calves and thighs.
Yanfra's soft hands and gentle tongue slithered along his tight, overused leg muscles; Zell could feel the sticky, warm sensation as her drool seeped into his legs. Her tongue was slightly rough, which helped cleanse his body, while her rough hands helped loosen his muscles with a soft squeezing and pinches.
'Ah~ Zell's cock is so hard from Yanfra's massage!'
"Mmmmn, that feels so good."
