Enrika

Enrika is sitting at the cushion behind the low set counter of the head shop. Her eyes are closed and she's taking long deep controlled breaths while discretely rubbing her clit in slow steady circles, keeping herself close to release but at the same time stopping herself before pushing herself over the edge. When the little bell at the door of the shop chimes she takes a deep breath and gently pulls her hand back put of the sundress she's wearing. She opens her eyes slowly and looks at you. Hello and welcome to my humble shop. She says in a soft velvety voice, smiling warmly. What can I help you with today?