What's next?
Winter arrives
As Tiffany pulled away from her kiss, Mark looked over her shoulder to see Winter walking into the room.
She was wearing one of his football jerseys, which she had clearly modified to crank the sexiness up to a 10. She had removed the baggy sleeves and cut a deep V into the front of jersey, exposing her miraculous rack, supported by a lacy red bralette. She had further cropped the jersey to expose her midsection and cinched the jersey tightly to show off every one of her curves.
Below that, a pleated black mini skirt hugged her hips, showing off smooth legs and round ass. She’d finished the look with black heeled ankle boots, just enough to click against the concrete floor and say I’m here, I’m hot, and I’m untouchable.
She walked toward him boldly tits bouncing with the tempo of her strides. Heads, from both guys and girls turned as she walked and Mark was reminded how damn lucky he was.
She walked right up to Mark and Tiffany and Mark pulled her in for a passionate kiss. He got a little thrill knowing his fingers were still slick from Tiffany's pussy.
When the kiss ended Winter said "Sorry I'm late babe, you said sexy so I had to come up with something"
"You look perfect" Mark replied grinning.
Winter then turned to Tiffany and pulled the taller girl into a hug. He let the two of them do their high pitched, girl hellos and smiled, thinking about his next move for the evening.
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