Before The Meeting

As Cecilia regained her consciousness, she found herself lying atop the dragon office desk, a complete mess.

Not only were her jeans pulled down and her breasts exposed out of her bra, but her legs were completely drenched.

She quickly sat up, to find Raphael cleaning a puddle from the floor.

T-theres no way.

Was that me?

She quickly buttoned her shirt back up and made to pull her jeans back over her round ass.

Raphael finally noticed that she had recovered, looking over at her with a smile on his face.

"Good morning." He said playfully. "Sleep well?"

Cecilia wanted to grow angry at what he said, but she couldn't allow herself to. The pleasure from their previous events still lingered In her lower region.

It was as though the man's hands were still touching her.

Is that what real sex feels like?