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Shahira glanced up and spotted him, her full lips, painted a deep crimson red turning slightly into a curious smile, her warm accented voice coming out soft and soothing, “You took your time Jo baby, nervous?” He blushed a little and stepped into the room, sauntering towards her, trying to act casual as she reached out a hand across the back of the second seat, as if inviting him into the crook of her arm. “Ah, sorry, I just, you know, never done anything like this before…” He said shyly, his nerves apparently something she had been expecting from Joanna. “I know honey, but I really really appreciate this, I’ve been dreaming about nothing else.” She smirked playfully, raising her other hand to gently adjust her hair obscuring hijab, tan but with a darker floral pattern stylising it. Casey nodded a little and sat down beside Shahira, scooting into the cusp of her arm. She leaned up a little and glanced across at him, a curious look swimming in her deep hazel eyes, her own makeup heavy on the eyeliner, a striking, beautiful look. “W-what?” He asked, nervously. “Mm… I don’t know, you just seem…” She trailed off and looked at him searchingly, “Mm, probably just your nerves showing through cutie.” She laced an arm around his shoulder and pulled him close, asian his head resting on her substantial chest, her other hand sneaking across to rest and squeeze his thigh, making him tense a little. She let out a soft little chuckle, “Relax Joanna, it’s easy, you’ll enjoy it I’m sure…” “You… You think so?” He asked. “Mmhm, come here…” She moved her hand from his thigh to his wrist, holding it and guiding it towards her jeans, resting his hand on a very definitive bulge. It felt bigger than he’d thought it would. “W-wow it’s uh, really big.” He said, biting his lip. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it…” She purred a little, a little bit of pleasure in the tone japan of her voice as Casey squeezed the thickening shaft through the increasingly tight prison of her jeans. “T-true…” He said uncertainly. “And that one handjob…” She said, voice low, searching. “Y-yeah.” She smirked a little, “Mm, take it out cutie…” After a moment's hesitation, he reached to her zip, pulling it down and undoing the button, reaching in to close his slender fingers around her hot thick length, letting it fill his hand. Shahira moaned a little and shifted herself a little lower in the seat, running her fingers through his long brown hair, getting herself ready for what she knew was coming. “Come on sweety get those painted lips down there, give it a kiss…” She urged, smirking. Blushed he glanced up at her, then leaned down and in, pressing his lips to the silky warmth of her hardening cock. “Is that so bad?” Shahira asked cutely. “N-no?” Casey said, cheeks flushed as he moved to lean back up again, but her hand on his head kept him pushed down. Shuffling a little, he moved to lay down on his side, his head in her lap looking down at the now almost hard cock, a deep chocolate colour he saw, darker, he noticed, than the rest of her exotic skin. “Try taking just the tip into your mouth, taste it.” She urged, pressing his head down, guiding his lips towards the head of her cock. 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