Maddy dropped a pink sundress over her head, slid her feet into matching pink sandals, and asked, “Are there pool towels, or do we need to take towels with us?”
“When I went up to look at it before you arrived, there was a stack of pool towels on a table by the door.”
“Excellent. Let’s go.”
Paige grabbed her keycard and followed Maddy to the door, trying not to drool at her friend’s yummy ass swaying beneath the sundress. It was even worse as they got off the elevator and walked up the few steps to the pool entry. Maddy’s calf muscles flexed and stretched. Her ass swung slightly and Paige’s cunt clenched with desire. She’s my friend. Just a friend. Someone to hang out with and talk to. Not a lover, she told herself sternly.
Excerpt from Perfectly Presented by Berengaria Brown
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