Her heels gripped his buttocks, their bellies and lips touching, her small breasts crushed to his defined chest. Doubtless she expected to see Tia on her knees sucking his cock or bent over the bath being taken from behind. No! Matthew smiled wistfully, recalling Rosie’s pleasant curvature, womanly hips, large bust and bubbly demeanour. He exhaled hard, the very thought of that almost making him cum. It was asking for trouble and whatever way he looked at it, things just didn’t make sense. “And what do you intend to do about it?”
“Matthew! Matthew paid little heed to their flirting, for Heather occupied his thoughts entirely. Changing position she returned the favour. He heard Tia call from upstairs: “Matthew, you like to come and inspect, yah?”
The young man grinned inwardly. I no care if someone catches me.”
“Good.”
If Matthew listened closely enough he could hear the squelch of finger in sopping wet pussy that confirmed she was indeed obeying his order.
