Humming an affirmation against his skin at the question, Aerith moans lightly as she feels his hands creep beneath the top Anna put her in to cover her breast. "She definitely pampered me like she said she was going to."

Her hand moves between their bodies rubbing against the hard press of his cock as her eyes dart to the side, considering the door. The idea of leaving it open, especially with their house full of guests is unexpectedly thrilling, but she looks back at him and shakes her head.

"Maybe we can try something like that another time. It's my birthday, I want you all to myself."