3 some naked amateurs
Black Friday, remember?" I groaned this time.
For several long seconds, he just held his fist up, apparently making sure my eyes were on it.
And as much as I wanted to run to him, I couldn't move from my spot. Primarily because my butt was numb and my feet were tingly.
I tried not to imagine the awkward atmosphere at dinner where none of us talked. At all.
My left nestled in the curve of his elbow while he held me against his chest. His right hand slinked forward as well, pausing at my abdomen to stroke my belly button before continuing a path down to my pussy.