Chapter 1772 I Want Your Cock, Chris(Mature Fuck):>Ep3

• "I..." He knew his face had to be stop-sign red. Still half asleep, he hadn't even considered the card when he admitted sending the flowers.
• She started unbuttoning her coat. "Come on, Chris. I'm not blind. I see you peeking all the time. It's nice that you don't talk to my boobs or stare at my ass all day long, though. Even better because I was pretty sure you wanted to."
• As she said that, she pulled off her coat, negligently dropping it on the couch and revealing a fitted sweater that hugged her curves. It was as if she was challenging him not to look, and it was all he could do to maintain eye contact.