James
And she's enjoying herself. With a delighted chuckle, Charlotte twists, dropping onto all fours, now displaying her butt and thighs, the satin stretched tight, the sodden fabric all but useless as her thighs slick up with her juices. And she watches herself and us in the mirrors, gauging our reaction as, reaching under, she plays with herself.
Borje is rubbing his crotch, Daniel is straining against his belt....
.... He'll calm her down a bit when he gets his turn....
I suppress a smile as I think of her likely reaction when she first finds what Daniel is offering.
“Enough, Charlotte!" I try to steady my voice, but I'm having trouble. “You'll finish us all off before we've started." She pauses but is still watching us in the mirrors.
Daniel interrupts. “Hey, can I?"
Charlotte
