After about a minute, Zunda climbed off Jake, causing semen to leak out like a geyser. She casually grabbed her lingerie and wiped the trickling mess from her thighs before heading into the bathroom. Jake, meanwhile, slid his cock back into his pants like nothing had happened.
Soon after, Zunda returned to the living room, her perfect ass swaying with every step. Jake's heart pounded the moment he saw her. She was wearing another lingerie set—same design, but this time in white.
She came to a stop in front of him, her hands locked together in front of her. "Should I cook for you and give you a body massage?" she asked softly, her gaze dropping to the floor when she noticed Jake was staring at her body.
Jake blinked, confused. "Why are you doing all this? I don't get it."
"What do you mean?" Zunda asked, lifting her head slightly. "Isn't this what you came for?"
