Michael
I can’t help it. Charlotte’s obvious enthusiasm is infectious, and regardless of my doubts about this sort of thing, her response to James’ ‘Valentine’s Gift’ is making it difficult to stand still. My balls are tight up against my groin and my c**k is bursting for release.
Daniel massages her, his hands cupping her swinging breasts, fondling her ass cheeks. He starts to slip fingers inside Charlotte’s clothing, such as it is, but is halted by James.
“No, not yet.”
Daniel pauses, looking a little piqued. Instead, leaning into her and her sodden clothing. his nostrils flaring, “You smell good, Charlotte.”
She smiles, inviting him, “So do you, Daniel.”
His fingers wander inside her thighs. It’s a striking sight, his dark skin against the white of hers. And as he ventures close
