Yes, and no.

When Luna and Alan reached his room for the night, it was dark and empty. Julia had left, only the carafe of wine was still there, and a single candle illuminated the scene. The young man walked over to the table and ignited a small lamp.

‘How romantic,’ Luna giggled.
‘Pity, your friend isn’t here anymore—I would’ve liked to play with her too—but I’ll have to be satisfied with just you then,’ she said.

The bronze-skinned beauty slowly walked over to the bed, swaying her hips from side to side. She looked over her shoulder and gave her partner a challenging glance full of want. Alan admired tbe seductress with bated breath, his pulse quickening.

‘Why don’t you come over here and help me with this dress,’ she suggested with a playful wink.

Alan walked to her as if pulled by an invisible ****. He came up behind her and she turned her head to look upon his face. He took in her scent, she smelled enticing, fresh from the bath mixed with her own fragrance. The young man slowly lay his hands on her shoulders and paused a moment, peering into her green orbs, waiting for her approval. Luna reached for the back of his head and drew him towards her. Their lips touched, and they let out a throaty moan. Taking the hint, Alan slid the magical fabric off her shoulders. As it fell to the floor, the dress evaporated into magical smoke once more and Luna stood bare. Luna dug her fingers into Alan’s hair and pressed their lips to each other more and more fiercely as he brought his hands down to caress her sides. He drew his hands up along her ribs and a shiver went down the exotic girl’s spine. Her breast was next to feel his touch, standing her small hairs on end. She started prodding his lips with her tongue. He hesitated a moment—not knowing what she wanted to do—but then granted her tongue entry nearly by accident. Their passionate duel deepened further as their tongues met. The bronzed girl started to buck her rear, seeking his hard member. He groaned into her mouth as she found it, dragging her petite behind up and down along his groin. Luna broke their kiss and panted lightly. She turned and pushed him back a step.

‘It’s not fair if I’m the only one naked, Alan,’ she purred as she reached for his collar.

He helped her stripping him of his burden. Soon he stood before her only clad in Catrina’s pendant, which sparkled slightly in the lamp-light. His erection jutted out towards Luna and she gave a lustful and approving smirk at the sight.

‘Mmmh, much better. I wanted to play again for days. Lay down,’ she cooed.

Alan followed her command and Luna kneeled between his spread legs. Alan propped himself up on his elbows and admired the beautiful woman. Her dusky skin shone like velvet in the dim light and her green eyes glittered with the sway of the flames. She explored his thighs with her silken hands, always short of touching Alan’s eager rod. The vixen leaned in close, and rubbed her hard nipples along Alan, her taut belly brushing along his pulsating length, until they’re lips met for a renewed kiss. The young man embraced her pert bottom and glided his hands up and down her smooth back, Luna purred in response. As they continued their duel of tongues, Luna slid her hand between their bodies, and grasped his shaft. Alan groaned pleasurably into her mouth and she broke their kiss. She stroked his length ever so slowly while giving him a scorching gaze. She darted her lips lower, placing small nibbles along his neck. Luna loved the small moans her kisses enticed from Alan’s lips. Continuing ever closer to her prize, she lovingly dabbed her mouth down his chest. She stopped for a fleeting moment as she came upon the pendant Catrina had gifted her little brother. As if kissing her distant lover, Luna placed a single loving kiss on the twinkling sapphire in the centre.

‘I miss her too,’ Alan said longingly.

Luna looked up and gave him a faint smile. She continued to the side and flicked one of his nipples her tongue before running it down to his navel. She did not stop jerking him as her body rose to look directly into Alan’s steely eyes.

‘Gods, Luna. That feels so wonderful,’ Alan said between grunts.

‘If you like this, you’ll love what’s next,’ she chuckled and scooted back to lie down between his legs.

She brought her face to level with his turgid manhood, never stopping her slow ministrations on his shaft. He lips brushed his glans, already wet with his lube, and Alan let out a whimper. The feline darted her tongue to taste the droplet and savoured it with a small moan. Lick after small lick she worshiped his entire length, coating it in a mixture of his own lubricant and her saliva. Alan was lost in the sensations, his hands digging desperately into the sheets of the bed. He knew he would not last much longer, as the feeling creeped into his loins, but he wanted for that moment to last forever—lost in the pleasure, watching his lover lick his rod like it was the most delicious treat in the world. Luna could tell he was getting close to release, she took the tip of his spear in her delicate mouth and swirled her tongue around it. She continued slowly stroking his shaft. Alan’s moans and grunts grew more intense as he experienced her skilled mouth. She started to take more of him into her mouth, then drew back to only caress his summit, following along with her hand. Each time she took more of him, little by little. Alan was at his braking point.

‘Ah—I’m gonna—’ he grunted.

It was too much, he started to buck his hips and his shaft pulsed and twitched. His grunts and moans of ecstasy were music to Luna’s fine ears. His warm seed shot into Luna’s mouth and she stopped her movement, only keeping a gentle tug on his length up and down. To Alan it felt like an eternity, but soon his orgasm subsided, and Luna slid her velvety mouth off his tip. She held his seed in her mouth, pondering what to do. She considered sharing it with him, like they did the night before the departure, but decided against it. She made sure Alan was looking at her when she swallowed. The young man was fascinated by the movement of her slender neck and throat and looked at her with adoring eyes.

‘Mmmh, yummy. You had a lot milk saved up for me, huh?’ she teased him.

He chuckled.
‘Didn’t really have any alone-time on the road,’ he said.

She crawled back up his body again and placed a sloppy kiss on his lips, the salty flavour of his seed unmistakeable.
‘We’ll just have to make the most of tonight then—probably won’t have any privacy soon either,’ she said, ‘how long until you are ready to go again?’

He shrugged his shoulders.
‘I don’t know, didn’t have to find out until now!’ he laughed, ‘I guess, I owe you some attention anyway—maybe I’ll be ready again when you got your thrill.’