“Please tell me that time is wrong, or I’m in such trouble!” Joann moaned as she rolled to the edge of the bed. Her hair was deliciously tousled, as she tugged the sheets to hide her breasts.
“There’s no need for modesty now, my lady,” Mark purred yanking the fabric from her hands with a smile.
“But my husband will be home and if he finds us undressed--”
KC licked her exposed flesh, “Oh honey, not for a while!”
“You two are such devils, you’re wicked and wild.”
“We are just how you want us, darling, now roll over, you ready to get piled?” Mark asked with a demanding growl. “No need to remove the thong,” He said as the leather did tear, it was flung to the floor like it was never there.
“Wait for me,” KC grinned as he grabbed Joann’s smooth legs too. “I bought these patent leather shoes, honey just for you.”
Joann giggled and smile, “How did I ever get such luck?”
KC and Mark winked at her, “Hold on tight darling, you in for a good ….”