Otatso Wetlands [m] dans cho

his attentions stoked mireille; she glittered beneath his touch and scintillated when he at last joined their bodies.
there was pleasure in it for them both; mireille had learned to take what she wanted for this one week a year, and so maneuvered her second lover into a variance of poses more designed for her own delight.
in the end, mireille gained what she wanted; the moment they parted she rolled delicately aside and did not groom any part of him from herself. 
the greengem gaze asked his name.