And Bod would argue that he just got lucky. It would be a fruitless argument but he'd still argue. That was for later though because now he was busy pushing his hands underneath the bikini bottom to get at the skin that was covered there.
He spread his legs a little more, bracing himself against the door and allowing her to push her hips a little fuller against his. It was a selfish move for him but he couldn't help himself.
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He spread his legs a little more, bracing himself against the door and allowing her to push her hips a little fuller against his. It was a selfish move for him but he couldn't help himself.