James Has To Do The Days Work

"But you're getting the set up done alone," Amy tells him with a smile.

James nods a little too vigorously. "Okay, sure," he tells her.

Amy finds herself a seat, resting up and checking out the missing button on her shirt, wondering how she can repair it, as James emerges from the freezer, his jeans pulled back up once again. She's a little surprised that she's almost disappointed to see him having gotten dressed once more, and idly opens her phone, looking at the photo she took.

For half a second she zooms in on the head of his cock poking out of his Y-Fronts and giggles to herself.