Watch Me Explode, Daddy
From the edge of her vision, she noticed Chris settling into a chair in the corner, his eyes darkened by longing as he observed them intently, his hand already moving over the prominent swelling evident in his jeans.
Casey’s fingers, skilled and decisive, located the bottom edge of Allie’s shirt and drew it upward over her head. The cooler air made contact with her skin, producing tiny bumps across its surface. Following that, her jeans were unfastened and slid down her hips, leaving her standing there wearing only her basic lace bra and underwear, fully revealed beneath the avid stares of her two closest companions.
“Lie back,” Casey murmured, her voice having grown low and raspy.
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