It’s nothing to get excited about but the kitchen was big enough for an oven, a luxury for many westerners here, and the neighborhood was quiet. Xxx In the elevator down to the ground floor of the high rise apartment where she lived I replayed the conversation in my head. “Buuuut… you want to use your mouth?”
Sumin glanced down towards my crotch and then back up to me and nodded. If I wanted to. She was trying to be confident but I could see her trembling. I lived in a decent enough place, two bedrooms, in what Koreans call a villa. “Me too, me too!” I arched my eyebrow in a very teacherly fashion at her regression back into her native Korean. I got up, not really caring about the tent in my pants anymore, and walked across the foyer and to her bedroom door.
