She runs her hands down my back, sliding them around my waist from behind. She reaches down and runs her hand over my hard c**k through my pants, making me hiss. “What are you hiding in here, Gage?”
I look down at her small hand, massaging my c**k. “Find out,” I challenge, and she jerks the snaps of my leathers open. f**k, she’s bold, and I love every second of it.
She giggles and moves to Leo, not letting either of us turn around. She steps in front of him and runs her hands under his shirt. “This has to go.” She pushes his shirt over his head. She isn’t wrong about his killer abs; the dude is ripped. I’m not a slouch in the gym, but damn, Leo is built for s*x.
She runs her hands up his abs, her hands bumping over each one. She takes the same path around him that she did me, rubbing hi
