Artemisia
“What does that mean?” I ask after our confusion clears a little bit.
Matthew sits up, wrapping his arms around me and taking my breast into his mouth. I sink my fingers into his hair, caressing him as I throw my head into my neck.
“Don’t worry. He will come around,” Logan snarls, tapping his brother’s shoulder.
Matthew wraps his arms around my waist and slips into the water with me.
The warm water envelops me soothingly while we entangle ourselves in each other as we kiss.
Logan leans against the pool border, watching us silently before he decides to step behind me.
As I’m still making out with Matthew, he moves his hands from my ass to my p***y, his fingers playing with me teasingly.
I moan into Matthew’s mouth as my lust rebuilds but he stops, making us break t
