I delicately placed the four gleaming gold coins between their moistened pussies, a symbol of the transaction completed.
As I pulled up my underwear and pants, the dim alleyway seemed to amplify the lingering echoes of our passionate encounter. Their bodies, still quivering with the aftershocks of our fervent fucking, appeared almost ethereal in the faint light.
Taking a moment to savor the sight, I felt a surge of power wash over me. These women, now marked by my touch, would forever carry the memory of our encounter. With a sense of satisfaction, I turned to leave, my presence lingering in the air like a whisper of temptation.
But before I could vanish into the night, Maika's voice pierced the silence from beneath Silka.
"Um, M-Master. Can I please know your name?" Her words hung in the air, laden with a mix of curiosity and reverence.
Silka's gaze also found mine, silently pleading for the answer.
