Amateurs in bikinis riding dicks
I shot my eyes up to his and opened my mouth. Before I could speak, he tossed the clamps back in the box and stood, shoving his pants down around his ankles.
" "The letter-" I started, but he brushed his fingers across my pussy, preventing me from breathing at all for a few seconds.
When they found it, he pressed and circled inside and out at the same time.
It all started to make sense.
He picked me up princess-style and carried me down the hall. I expected that we were going back to bed.
He was on his back with one arm under my neck. I was on my side facing him, and I kept sighing from his fingers casually running through my hair.
But this morning when I asked her if Dirk was defrosting the turkey at his place because I'd not seen it, she dropped the bomb that he was on a no-poultry diet and had bought a ham for us to bake instead tomorrow. Lots of people had ham instead of turkey.
You've had a rough week, and it wasn't fair that I teased you for the past hour.
Of all the things I thought I'd say if he proposed, I probably surprised both of us when I blurted, "The turkey!" Chris chuckled, grappling at me as I tried to climb off the bed.