Her breathing quickened when Ethan’s hands trailed past the hem of her skirt, tracing a slow torturous trail towards her heated, wet panty clad center.
Even though Erin knew she had to put a stop to this, her body developed a mind of it’s own when Ethan’s fingers grazed the top of the stockings which ended mid thigh and held up by dainty red ribbons. Her weakened knees threatened to fail her and she had to lean over to grasp Ethan’s broad shoulders for support, teeth gritted in an effort to hold back the pleasurable moans that begged to be released from the depths of her throat.
Ethan let out a low growl of appreciation when his fingers encountered the ribbons. “Mmmm...I like this surprise. Nice choice Sweetcheeks.”
With great effort, Erin pulled away, ignoring the growl of protest. “Ni
