Lines of Lust

The bright smiled goth jesters in an awfully **** tease, dropping her skirt to the floor. Stepping forward in her fishnet leggings.

"Why don't you set those pizzas down, so that we can figure out a deal. My name's Lola." She proclaims.

John obediently set the pizzas aside at a side table at the steps. Immediately there was a small hand palmed at his groin. Then a heavy thud of a book is placed at the chest. John feels a vision of a spell surge through his body.

"You want to take this into another room." Lola chirps on her toes into John's ear. Her eyes shifting from the big windowed lit doorway.

"Or would you prefer me right here?"

Lola wiggles her little body against John’s. her exposed ass and pussy under the netted clothing. He instinctively grabs at Lola's ass cheeks, in a spreading squeeze. The leggings resisting against his fingertips. She's so short you could look over her shoulder down at her ass. Her body voicing itself in satisfaction with his every touch.

"Come on, Quit teasing me!" Lola groans pushing at John's chest with her hand and the book. There's a tingling pleasure that radiates around his skin on contact. John's cock can't seem to decide. What should he do?