Beginning at the buttons of his dress shirt, Devon removed the flat ivory disks from their slits until he wore only his bronzed and inked torso. Her steps would not come to any form of motion as her eyes took the entirety of his chest and abdomen, while he set his fingers to the location of his pants. Removing his belt first, he discarded it at his feet prior to returning his touch to the button that kept them closed. Revealing the solid black fabric covering his thick member that she had come to know so well, Devon kicked the trousers to the side with abandonment. His steps would now advance to her as he remained in only his boxers.
“I don’t think I mentioned how beautiful you look, Kayla…” He spoke as he took his hands to the edges of her dress; searching for the fabric joining togethe
