ROYCE.
Her fingertips slide under her bra and I know I need to leave.
“What’s wrong? Struggling between your two heads?” She taunts in that seductive voice of hers, as soft, seductive and utterly sexy as the first time she spoke.
“No.” I manage to reply, but I don’t think I sound convincing to even myself.
I’m not expecting what she does next. She turns towards me, and at the same time, she pulls her bra off over her head and I find myself staring at her t**s. Round, firm and perky, both n*****s adorned with a little jewelled ring.
I throb hard, knowing I’m now supporting a full-on hard-on.
As humiliating as that is… there’s something about those dusky pink areolas and her flawless tanned skin that are keeping me mesmerised. She’s walking towards me in nothing but those red thongs an
