She’s laughing, happy and willing, but her position’s not ideal. And James is still slapping her ass like a metronome, making her whole body react to his beat. “Hold off a minute eh?” I say to him. “Don’t want any sudden reactions at this end.…”
Charlotte reaches for my c**k with her mouth, sucking it to a delicious hardness. James entertains himself playing with her p***y and c**t, making her breath skitter and jump….
There’s something in his expression….
…. and now that I look…. in hers too….
Has something happened?
But neither seems upset or distracted.
…. My imagination running wild?
I try to watch them without being too obvious about it….
…. There’s something….
James won’t meet my eye….
But whatever it is, it doesn’t seem to be causing any problems, so I bring my mind back t
