The air was thick with perfume, sweat, and something unmistakably sexual. Xxx vedio A gift of mine. Then, without a word, she took my hand. Tight around her stomach. It was her. She grinned, stretching like a satisfied cat as she reached for the die. But I didn’t. The way her nails traced lazy circles on the back of my hand. “You’re acting like I haven’t thought the same thing about you.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that, so I changed the subject. The glass twirled, catching the dim light, slowing, stopping. “You know this isn’t a regular party, right?” My voice came out rougher than I intended. No panties. The car hummed beneath us as I navigated the dark roads, the low thrum of the tires filling the silence between us. Shit. Sam didn’t stop. She just stood, smoothing down her skirt, her chest still rising and falling with the remnants of her last orgasm. Needed this. It rolled once, then settled on a single word. The moment we stepped inside, the heat hit me. I had to tell her. She would hold him, kiss him, and pretend nothing had happened. A gift of life. She sighed and shifted in the passenger seat, the smooth fabric of her dress slipping higher up her thighs. The fight. A gift of mine.
