It felt like a dream. A sultry summer night dream where he'd awaken, frantically jack off, then begin his day with a sense of calm and contentment. But the slippery hotness of her p***y against his c**k was very real. The totally smooth hair-free skin was so different to Amy's. Amy was trimmed and natural, even Chloe's v****a seemed glamorous and silken. God, was there a part of her left not meticulously groomed? He gazed down at the contrast of her hair that appeared platinum in this light against the green of the grass. The erect pale pink of her n*****s and the glazed desire in her eyes mesmerized him. Closing his eyes, he gathered her slight figure in his arms, feeling her small breasts against his chest, and bit her neck gently as he pushed himself inside her with a groan.
Chloe winc
