“I want to watch you fuck her senseless,” I whisper.
We’re both quiet for a few moments, still watching her. I look down at the front of my bikini bottoms and see a small but growing wet spot. I never could hide how wet I get.
“Do you think she’d come back to the room with us?” M wonders.
“I have no clue.”
More silence, and then she gets up and goes back to her towel. She puts on some more sunscreen and we both really, REALLY want to be helping her.
you missed a few spots. let me get those for you…
As she gathers up her stuff to head back down the beach in the opposite direction…
