Chapter 36: Bathering (Not) Wives with a Stick (And consent, of course)
"Really?" Domina’s eyes sparkled.
Nathan let go of his grip.
Why does she look like a maniac? Nathan muttered.
Domina handed the Sapoa leaf, already filled with sap, to Nathan. "Hurry up and do it!"
Nathan grabbed the Sapoa leaf reflexively.
Domina kneeled down in the river, right in front of Nathan, her face tilted up toward the shaft of his cock.
The bright sunlight shone on Nathan’s cock, casting its silhouette directly onto her face.
Nathan stared at Domina, his cock twitching slightly at the sight of her cheerful and positive MILF face.
Damn, I want to slap that face with my cock... Nathan thought.
Domina turned around. "You can start from my shoulder," she said while lifting her shoulder.
"Eumm.." Domina felt something touch her head.