Michael
Fuck her hard?
With that thing…
James eye-points me, but I'm ahead of him. As he shifts to support her from behind at the shoulders, I move to hold her ankles and support her at the knees and calves
Daniel half turns to me, nodding acknowledgement. “Why thank you, Michael," he says, “I can do this now." Still, with his c**k buried in her, he slips a hand inward, between his thighs and hers. He plays for a moment with her curls; bright red and glistening, winding them between his fingers. He pulls and tugs gently at the ruby hair while she shivers and gasps with each tiny tug. Daniel watches first her face, then drops his eyes to where his shaft pins her quivering hips. Looking back at her face he winks at her.
… He does like her. I thought so the first time they met....
And
