“Two...ONE...TIMES UP!” Chris and Claire shout together.
You look at 's perfectly formed ass. A tiny dab of whipped cream remains at the very small of her back, the very top of the beautiful heart shape that her full but firm cheeks form.
“Well, I guess that's it,” you say.
“I have to say I feel pretty weird having gone through all that..stuff...for nothing. But you tried your best,” sighs.
“Unless,” Chris suddenly interjects.
“Unless,” adds Claire. “If you can prove that without speed, you can do a very...thorough...job?”
You look at Claire with confusion.
“You see,” she says, “since you weren't quite able to get all the sweetness from her...posterior...maybe you can get,” and Claire switches to a devious tone, “all the sweetness from her posterior.”
You and exchange confused looks.
“Well,” says Claire, “round two will be more about thoroughness than time, but still, if you want to impress, ready...GO.”
whispers to you, “, I'm not sure what we're supposed to do?”
You reply, “Well, I'm not sure either, but I think since I didn't get all of the cream off of your ass...”
's eyes widen. “You don't mean...”
“Well...” you reply.
“, I knew these clubs had a little kink to them, but I'm not really, I mean I don't know if, I mean I've never done anything even remotely...”
“Me either,” you reply.
“Well,” Claire interjects. “Do you want to taste it or not? What it's like to be in the club I mean.” Claire chuckles. |