Darcy walked around the table, leaning over it to examine them, her little pleated black skirt riding up to revealing her deep bronze thighs and the curve of her ass. My cock stirred to attention and I leaned back in my seat, my legs spreading as I watched her contemplate the stones. She slowly moved in front of me, seemingly aimlessly, but with her skirt riding up every time she bent forward, I had the feeling she knew exactly what she was doing.
Is now the time?
