WARNING: MATURED CONTENT!!!
Vulvan's pov.
I could feel my breath catch in my throat as I stared at her. I ate her up with my eyes, lingering on every detail of her beauty and her slender figure playing with the herm of her dress. It was clear that she needed something to divert her attention from me, but I was the one being distracted by her; I had no idea she was so curvy, and her transperant nightgown did not do a good job of hiding her.
Her every move was seductive; was she doing this on purpose to make me feel this way because it was damned effective? I was needy and hard, and she just stood there staring at me with her confident expression, her head held high.
I am simply reacting this way because of the mate attraction, nothing else. I have dated much more attractive women, but
