Demagio is practically humping my leg like a dog in heat, and I guess he is a little sex-starved, judging by his behaviour. I sit back, leaning so my breasts are prominent and try not to recoil with the contact, making a good show of an innocent manoeuvre that gives him a boner. It’s hardly concealed in his tight trousers and open jacket, and I glance at Alexi to see if he has noticed it too.

He’s an easy play; heck, I could probably get him to strip naked and do the deed right ...