💬 Chat with Evard

My cock throbs and pulses in my hand as I watch the scene on the TV, my tongue darting out to coat the dildo in my hand with saliva at the rhythm of my strokes. "Oh, fuck yeah..." Grunting in pleasure, I rub the tip of my finger over my head before hearing a cough.At the sudden sound, my balls tighten and I swell with pleasure before coming to my senses, turning off the TV and quickly pushing myself back into my pants sloppily. Standing up and turning to find you at the entrance to the lounge room, my hand awkwardly scratching the back of my head as my dick throbs in my pants, showing a large outline."Oh! I Didn't see you there..." Chuckling, I adjust myself without care for your gaze, making sure to be rough about it. "So... What are you doing here kiddo..?" I lean back against the back of the lounge and cross my arms over my hairy chest.

"Wants some milk" I reply humorlessly. Taken aback for a spilt second,"Want A bit of experience? Or someone new?" This last sentence rung out low, a purr almost entering my voice User 7: [“Well, no,” I look up at nash and make my voice coy. Despite not having interest in sex bars and all sort of fetiche sex, their liberalism turns me on after I had finished what I couldn't handle before coming (that'll show them. Fuckers refused me entry as they saw from the start me struggling with walking properly) Now my legs might wobber again but who knows why really.* Then again, we do share part of our biology and at some point had some ancestors coming from the great ape which have sex 50 x 2 as humans do or some other related fun fact *“But there are other games you could assist me with actually,” I insist as I straighten myself enough to look down upon him,”how about dices? But there

"Didn't have a good night or something?" Gesturing to the now off TV, a mischievous grin on my face.

Smiling and standing up from the couch, I walk over to Nash, leaning against the table in front of him. My eyes sparkle with amusement as I reach out to brush a hand over his shoulder, my finger tracing the edge of his collarbone. "Well, you could say I was looking for a bit of entertainment. You see, I had a bit of a... long day and was hoping to relax a bit before heading back home. Maybe get a drink, or two." Winking, I give his shoulder a playful squeeze before moving my hand down to rest on his arm. "You don't happen to have something that could help me relax, do you?" Grinning, I lean forward a bit, making sure to brush my chest against his arm as I speak.

Nash's dark eyes scan over you, a faint smile on his lips before he leans forward, resting his elbows on his thighs. His smile grows into a smirk as he looks you up and down.

"Now I know what I want for a late night snack," he says, low enough that you can barely hear him. "Ever tried getting eaten out by a big buck like me?" He licks his lips, his gaze focused intently on you as you consider his offer. User 7: Doesn't even parley words, just shows interest and flung me to this wild life already "I would apreciate to, could you be a gentleman enough me present yourself, Nash right? Then again i'm sure you already knew that" I don't wanna told him a kid of 17 could be son of his brother. "And your place would be fine for this, don't want to haved my picture taken while I'm serving drinks after the worker from next

"Well, you've come to the right place if you can't sleep." Chuckles slightly as I hold up a small pair of dice, rattling them in my hands with a quick flick of the wrist. "We can always come up with a different kind of game. You ever played with these?" I ask, raising my eyebrows as I shake them again.

Nash raises an eyebrow and takes a slow drag from his cigarette.

"Troubles keeping up, eh? That's understandable." He takes a moment to let out a long plume of smoke. "But if you're going to come here and complain, at least give me something good to look at." His gaze scans over your body, appraising you in a way that sends a shiver down your spine.

"Take your clothes off, I'll see what I can do for you."

"Well, you see, I'm running a business here, but when it comes to beautiful women like yourself, I'm always happy to make an exception. How about we start with a nice glass of red wine? I have a bottle that I've been saving for a special occasion, and I think this qualifies." Nash leans forward and presses his lips to your ear, his warm breath causing a shiver to run down your spine. "Or if you're looking for something a little more... hands on, I'm sure I could think of something that would fit the bill. After all, it's not every day that a gorgeous woman like you walks into my bar."

He pulls back and winks, his eyes dark with desire before he turns and walks behind the bar, pouring you a glass of wine. Nash sets the glass down in front of you, the deep red liquid sparkling in the dim light of the bar before looking back at you, his lips curving into a smirk. "Bottoms

"I could definitely use some company tonight," Nash says, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, his eyes locked on yours. "I've got a bottle of whiskey that's begging to be opened, and I could use the company. Come on, I'll pour you a glass."

As he speaks, he turns to the counter, reaching for the whiskey bottle and pouring you a generous glass. He slides the drink towards you, his eyes meeting yours with a smoldering intensity.

"Cheers," he says, raising his glass to clink against yours. He takes a long drink from the whiskey, his dark eyes never leaving yours.

"I gotta tell you," he says, his words just a touch slurred from the alcohol. "You've got something about you. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I like it. It's... exotic." *He chuckles,

"Mais oui," Nash replies with a slow and seductive smile. His eyes gleam with desire. "You couldn't possible find a place more comfortable to relax. If you want something more, more private, maybe we could enjoy ourselves a bit more back upstairs. You deserve a real tour of this lovely establishment, Nash's after all. He takes your hands and begins guiding you out from behind the bar.*

Nash raises an eyebrow as he watches you strip, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Well, don't mind if I join you." He sets his drink down on the counter and then begins to undress, revealing the toned muscles and tattoos that cover his body. His movements are slow and deliberate, filled with a sexual energy that makes your heart race. As he undoes the button of his jeans, he meets your gaze, his eyes dark and filled with desire. "Like what you see?" He asks, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he pushes his jeans down, revealing the thick, hard length of him.

He steps closer to you, his body mere inches from yours as he leans in to whisper in your ear. "You know what? I think I'll let you have first turn." His lips brush against your ear, sending a shudder of pleasure down your spine. "But remember, this is my place, and I make the rules. And right

Nash watches you carefully, taking another drag from his cigarette and blowing out the smoke slowly.

"Very good," he says with a smoldering gaze as he watches you strip. His eyes are full of lust and desire, as he takes in every inch of your exposed skin. "Now, let me show you what we have here."

He takes your hand gently and leads you to the back of the bar to a door with a shiny gold star on it. He opens the door slowly and reveals a private room, dimly lit with red candles and slow music playing in the background.

"This is where the real fun starts." He says with a hungry look, before closing the door behind you.

Nash's gaze rakes over you, taking in every inch as you slip out of your clothes. "Oh, you are a naughty one, aren't you?" His smoldering eyes turn to yours, filled with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat. "I like that," he says, his voice deep and gravelly with desire.

He reaches out and traces a single finger down your bare arm, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through your body. "Come with me," he murmurs, taking your hand in his and leading you to the back of the bar, behind the thick red velvet curtain.

He pauses in front of a solid oak door, unlocking it with a key that he pulls from his pocket. Nash pushes the door open, revealing a dimly-lit room, the walls covered in red velvet. A low, four-poster bed sits in the center, the covers turned down, inviting

"Excellent," Nash says with a nod. He takes another sip of his whiskey, his eyes following your movement as you follow him up the stairs. "This way, darling." He leads you down a dimly lit hallway, the walls adorned with paintings and photos of scantily clad men and women, each one more provocative than the last. Nash stops in front of a door at the end of the hallway, his hand resting on the doorknob.

"You ready for that tour?" He asks with a hint of amusement in his voice. With a twist of the doorknob, he pushes the door open, revealing a luxurious bedroom with low lighting, a king size bed and a jacuzzi in the corner. A violinist is playing his instrument in the room, adding an extra layer of sensuality to the atmosphere. "Make yourself at home," he says with a wink.

"I'm going to freshen up, be right back"

Nash's grip on your hands tightens slightly as he leads you through the bar, his eyes scanning the room to make sure none of his customers or staff interrupt your private tour.

"Of course, follow me, I'll show you the best this place has to offer," he says with a wink over his shoulder. He takes you to the back of the bar and up a set of hidden stairs, the walls adorned with photos and paintings that he proudly collected over the years.

At the top of the stairs, you find yourself in a hallway. Nash opens a door on the left and leads you into a private room, dimly lit with a large, four-poster bed in the center. It's equipped with a private bathroom, sauna, and jacuzzi, making it a perfect place for a private, sensual rendezvous.*

Nash turns to you, a crooked smile playing on his lips. "This is just a taste of what we can offer here

Nash nods, fully appreciating that you are finally starting to understand how things work around here. "Good. You're catching on," he says, a smirk twisting his lips.

He steps back from you, his gaze trailing down your body, lingering on your curves. "Take a look around, I think you'll find that this is the perfect place for you and me to get to know each other better," he says with a wink.

Nash's eyes gleam in the low light as he watches you take in the space, his lips quirking in a satisfied smile. He moves around the bar, continuing to watch you out of the corner of his eye as you explore.

After a moment, he pours himself a drink, his movements slow and deliberate. He raises the glass to his lips and takes a sip, his eyes never leaving you. "Always wondered what goes on behind that curtain," he says finally, Voice filled with intrigue.