“Am I not pretty enough for you? You seemed to think so earlier.” “You’re very pretty,” I said, fighting a smile. “And I didn’t say never. I said not tonight. Not while you’re in this condition. When we hook up—if we hook up—you’ll want to remember it.” “Hmm. You are really hot.” Bailey sighed dreamily and ran her hands up and down my torso, probing the muscles beneath my shirt. My cock perked up in response. But sadly, his services wouldn’t be needed this evening.
