“This is beautiful, Knox.” Jules beams as she walks around looking at everything. She stops at my guitar in the corner, her little fingers sweeping across the strings. Her eyes meet mine and hold there, a smile tugging at her lips.
“You play.” She says it more as a statement than a question.
“I used to. I haven’t in a long time. You hungry?” There I am, change the subject. That’s what I’m good at.
I watch Jules shake her head as she chews her bottom lip. The more she does it the harder my cock gets. I don’t know what it is, but something about the way she does it turns me on.
“What DO you want?” Her hands move to the hem of her tank top, pulling it over her head
before she moves to her shorts. Standing in front of me in nothing but her bra and panties, my cock is busting at the seam of my jeans.
“Come here.” Her eyes sparkle, she slowly walks towards me. The pure look of lust is etched on that beautiful face. She intrigues me to no end.
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