As soon as he tore her dress, Keyla's melons spilled out, her nipples pointing straight at Dion's chest.
He reached out to feel them, but Keyla's hands intercepted his in midair.
"This is the fourth dress you've laid waste to," she scolded, her hands still restraining his.
"I promise to bring you five new dresses when I'm back," Dion pleaded, trying to convince her to let him indulge his growing desire.
Keyla gave him a skeptical look, clearly not buying his idea, so he had to up his offer.
"Fine, I'll bring ten more," he conceded.
Without waiting for her response, he eagerly dived in to satisfy the itch in his palms.
Keyla's skin was not only smooth but also soft to the touch. He slid his hand along her curves before attempting to cup her breasts. They were too large for him to completely enclose, but he fondled them passionately, squeezing them firmly.
Leaning in, he placed his lips on her pink nipples and began to suckle them. Keyla let out a gentle moan as she felt the warmth of his tongue against her skin, it was so good.
He sucked fervently, like a dying man whose life depended on it for survival, his hands cupping her right breast while squeezing it firmly, drawing out its nectar.
Switching to the other breast, he continued his ministrations on the other planet.
As pleasure surged through her, Keyla grabbed his raven-black hair and pinning him closer to her chesticles, kissing his forehead as the sensations grew.
Lost in the land of pleasure, they forgot about Dion's impending mission preparations.
Raising his head, Dion pressed his lips against hers, initiating a passionate kiss.
At the same moment, he pinched her nipples, causing her to gasp and take small breaks whenever he applied more pressure.
Her hands traveled down his chest to his lower body, tracing along his formidable skin until they reached his throbbing member, which had been poking her for some time.
She encircled his shaft, still contained within the towel around his waist, and gently stroked it.
With a swift motion, she pulled the towel down, allowing it to drop to the floor, revealing the beast in his full glory.
She released the kiss and gazed down at his joystick, admiring its appearance.
"It's surprising how this guy down here looks even fiercer than anything," she remarked, kneeling down to face his cock.
With gentle strokes, she ran her hands along his dry shaft and pushed her purple hair back, which had been blocking her view.
Leaning in, she took his balls between her lips, releasing them with a playful "pop" sound.
She repeated the motion, her hands still pumping his shaft.
Raising her head, she spat on his shaft to lubricate it for a smoother experience.
"Yeah, spit on that," Dion moaned.
With saliva spread across his length, she increased the speed of her pumping.
Dion, observing her actions, placed his hands on his waist, watching her like a master watching his servant do the needful.
She then slid her tongue from his testicles up to the tip of his member in a gentle dance that sent shivers down Dion's spine, eliciting a soft moan from him.
Placing one hand on his testicles and the other at the base of his shaft, she engulfed his joystick in her mouth, taking it in until she couldn't go any further.
"Ughh, just like that," Dion moaned in response.
His moans fueled Keyla's desire as she pumped in and out, his cock in her mouth, each thrust going in wet and coming out wetter.
Dion's head was thrown back, his mouth wide open, as if seeking help from above, but no help was coming, except for his seed.
Sensing his climax approaching, Dion began groaning louder, taking matters into his hand, his grip tightening on her purple hair as he started to pump her head in and out.
Keyla's mouth opened wider, her eyes bulging with the pressure building within her.
With a sudden burst of energy, Dion released his essence into her waiting mouth.
Intense pleasure overwhelmed him as his seed flooded into Keyla's eager mouth, which swallowed eagerly. She moved her fingers along his shaft, ensuring no drop was left unswallowed.
"Tastes even better with time," she remarked as she looked up at him.
"What can I say? It comes from the best brewer in town," Dion replied playfully.
Just then, his phone rang once more.