Daddy's little Saint
I knew that if Jasper managed to look a bit carefully, he would be able to see my white underwear.
Kelvin turned his head toward me for a brief moment. The faint light of the TV shone on his face, illuminating his sarcastic yet sexy smirk. I smiled back at him. Then I projected one of my legs forward, and his eyes ran over to them. He seemed to take in its honey-colored smoothness. I wanted him to touch my legs, but he didn't do anything of the sort. Instead, his eyes roved over me. Projecting the leg had slightly raised my skirt, exposing the tops of my thighs and providing glimpses of my butt.