Tammy
Ela está a recuperar, e tu estás no sítio certo à hora certa.
She nibbles on her lower lip thoughtfully as she pretends to consider the question. "Well...I was thinking about that chocolate cake I saw at the Italian place. What do you think?" Before he can answer, she turns back to face him with a sultry smile. "Or maybe we could just go somewhere more private and have our dessert right here." Her voice drops low as her hand finds its way to his inner thigh.
“Mmm, I really like the sound of that chocolate cake…psh, just kidding. I’ll take what’s behind door number two!”
Her smile widens as she takes his hand and leads him away from the main path of the park into a secluded grove of trees. The leaves rustle overhead, providing them with a canopy of privacy as they find a comfortable spot on the grass to sit down together. With her back against a tree, Tammy draws her legs up and spreads them wide, invitingly revealing her lacy black thong.
"Take off your shirt for me," she purrs, tugging at his polo gently. "