Romans & histoires Dan Levy Shirtless

Please, don't let it be a dick pic…. The image loads and all three of us looks with wide eyes. Not a dick pic… but twice as exciting. The picture is centred around the chest of a man, Davon I'm guessing. He's dressed in a black suit, a smart red shirt buttoned neatly and a black tie down the angled lines of the suit front. We can see a good definition of muscles, even through the shirt and blazer. A cufflink on show. 'Liberton'. "Holy shit, Liz, you hit the jackpot here." Lakista mumbles in amazement. "He's rich enough to wear Liberton…"

Pamela struggled to hide her groan. Before them stood a shirtless DJ. His left hand clung tightly onto the handle of a tool box. He looked as though he was pulled out from the covers of men's magazines. His strong muscled chest, oily with sweat and his well defined chisel Adonis V was a sight to behold. Ashley swallowed. She had never seen him shirtless. She had never seen him this indecently sexy. “Ashley?” DJ called, surprise filled his tone. “DJ, I think -” A feminine voice called from behind Ashley and Pamela.