“What the fuck was that for?” he bristled and turned just enough to stare over his shoulder at Aron.The jerk seemed amused.“Nothing. You just go... me in the mood for spanking your lovely ass a little.”“How dare you?” he frowned and now he was pretty much in the mood to fight.But Aron chose to give him a meaningful look and then simply sink his teeth into one pert buttock. Carter jerked at the contact of teeth with his skin. Was he fucked up in the head, for real? Just anything Aron did made his. I gently reached for the few buttons on her blouse, slowly undoing each to the last one, when I peeled the material to the sides by sliding my hand up her abdomen to feast my eyes higher. “Oh” was all I could moan as I firstly pecked her mouth, then her neck and roved across the rising mound of one milk-giving tit to the other, slurping around before suckling on nipples. It was amazing: the size of her breasts, the length and feel of her nipples was a visual, reincarnated feel of Pai, somehow. Then my gaze was inescapably drawn down to her bare shoulder, half-covered in golden locks of her wavy hair. Catching myself, I glanced back up to her face to find her watching me. She had the faintest pink tinge in her cheeks and was biting her bottom lip in the way she does when she’s nervous.“Robin…” she whispered, sliding nearer to me under the covers.It was as if I’d just opened the pages of a powerful lightning tome. A charge was running through my body, and it felt like the tiniest touch. Sean stood up and joined him in the kitchen, grabbing the mustard and mayonnaise out of the fridge and placing them on the counter. “Yes,” Henry said over his shoulder as he began spreading the condiments on the slices of bread. “Excuse me?” Sean asked. “You were about to ask for my baby’s hand in marriage. I just said yes.” Sean stood stock still for a moment as he gathered his wits. “You realize that you just took all the fun out of asking you.” “Yep.” Sean breathed a sigh of relief and.
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