Bo returned the glass to her lips. She sipped once more before he put the glass back down and returned his hand to her knee. Gemma looked down at it. Though she wore jeans. She could feel the heat from his hand, a dark-skinned hand that implied a state of intimacy between them “Well, the first thing I need to do is send a text to Malc to tell him that I will be staying the night. Is that okay?” Gemma nodded again, acknowl...

Gemma pushed the front door shut with her backside before moving to the coat rack. She sighed as she kicked off her shoes and dropped her shopping bags down. Her feet were sore, and she was mentally exhausted after her final Christmas shopping trip. Her home was warm and welcoming but there was something wrong. The lights were on everywhere. Malc was supposed to be out at his work office party, and he never left lights on...

Bo drew her panties down to her knees. Her parted legs stretched the thin, red, cotton material to its limits. He looked up at her mound. He already knew that she shaved because Malc had told him. He had wanted a picture too, but Malc was reluctant to give him one, he understood. Not that it mattered now. He slid a hand slowly up towards it. It was always a pleasure touching a woman’s cunt for the first time, and he alway...