Putting my hand onto her good shoulder, I turn her to face me. “Doesn’t mean I won’t show you them. Every day.” I place her towel over her, draping it down her front, an indication I’m not going to be tearing into her perfect cunt at this time. “Crazy how we seem to be on the same page with that…” she mumbles. A soft 'hmm' comes from my lips as I draw my fingers along her throat, bringing them back to the nape of her neck. “Crazy, indeed.”
