Axel
I watched Liam walk up the stairs holding a sleeping Megan like a baby. Two arms surrounded my hips as two hands rested on my abdomen.
"You Smell good," Emma mumbled drunkenly.
"It’s called a shower," I said, laughing.
Emma was funny when she was drunk, besides the fact that she was very horny. While we were driving, she tried to put her hands in my pants and undress me, whispering, or rather fading, all kinds of filth, inviting me to slam her into my car and f**k her in front of everyone. They should have made me a saint for the self-control I had shown.
One because her brother was there, albeit busy, and two because she was completely gone. Drunk lost.
Like at that moment. Emma was passing her hands over my abdomen as she hugged me from behind, rubbing her gorgeous boobs again
