Sweet Dreams
Fuck if my cock doesn’t just jump in my pants, precum dripping freely from my swollen crown.
“Bend over,” Xavier purrs into her ear. She gasps quietly, her lip catching in her teeth, she turns. She presses her hips against the edge of the table, bending low over it. Her back arches, and that tight, sweet little ass pressed taught against the red fabric of the dress, molding it to her curves.
…Fuck, a man could tear that goddamn thing right off and just plunge right into her, right here and now.
Xavier and I nod at each other, both of us on the fucking edge of our control as we reach for her. We both yank it up high over her ass, growling at the lacy black and white thong splitting that tight