Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother
A red and black lace babydoll clung to her curves like it was painted on, open at the stomach, sheer over her cleavage, showing off every inch of her body.
“Oh, damn,” I groaned, staring at her like she was the only woman on earth. My mouth parted, my chest tight, and my jeans strained painfully against me.
“That is the sexiest thing I have ever seen,” I said, gripping her hips and pulling her between my legs.
“I thought you might like it,” she purred.
“Can I tell you a secret?” she asked, leaning close.
I nodded, already running my hands along her curves, squeezing the perfect shape of her ass. Her chest brushed my face, and I was not complaining.
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