Where Everybody Knows Your Name

Edy fuck you <3 Bastien might not have looked well, but given the increasing hardness of him and the way that the air no longer left his lungs in a steady and coherent stream, Edy would wager that he was feeling just fine. Indeed as his lower half traitorously submitted to Edy's ministrations and he reached the height of his orgasm, Edy allowed her pace to slow so as not to overwhelm the sensation. Expertly taking in all that he had to offer, one of her hands reached as silently as she could behind her for an empty bottle. As generous as Edy was when it came to her oral offerings, she'd never really developed a taste for the overly salty, and so once she was quite sure that Bastien was finished, she not-so-delicately spat into the bottle before placing it back under the bar (where she'd probably remember to clean it up). Giving his inner thigh a playful nip of her teeth, Edy scurried a few feet away (she wasn't a completely idiot), before popping up as casual as anything. "Now is that any way to treat our new coworker?" She trilled with a disappointed narrowing of her eyes. "Why not make the man a drink? It isn't like you're doing anything else." With a salacious laugh, she turned towards Jigano, leaning against the bar. She'd lost her button-up shirt along the way, but given who she was, wearing just a tank top wasn't really that out of the ordinary.