Brandi began peeling off those navy blue trunks to reveal a dick many a stallion would be proud to claim. It stood up like a flagpole at military attention, a bead of pre-cum sparkling like a gem at the dark, ruddy tip.
Brandi knelt beside Eric’s legs and bent forward to swipe her tongue around the head of that impressive cock. Damon’s twitched in sympathy, or that was what he told himself. Brandi’s position, from where he sat at the edge of the bed, put her fetching ass right at his level. He reached out to run afinger down along the red band that disappeared between her cheeks. She must be shaved because he couldn’t see or even feel one strand of curly dark hair there. Heat and moisture aplenty, though. She gave her hips a wriggle, inviting him to explore further.