[And he runs his fingers over her again to emphasize his point, tracing over her folds, up to brush his thumb over the nub and then back down, just stroking and feeling her.
It's so hard to pull his hand away to slip his boxers off, even though it feels good to no longer be constrained by the fabric. Once they're out of the way, he sits back on the bed, spreading his own legs a bit to allow her to get a good look at him-- it's only fair, after all.]
[Action, July 19th]
[And he runs his fingers over her again to emphasize his point, tracing over her folds, up to brush his thumb over the nub and then back down, just stroking and feeling her.
It's so hard to pull his hand away to slip his boxers off, even though it feels good to no longer be constrained by the fabric. Once they're out of the way, he sits back on the bed, spreading his own legs a bit to allow her to get a good look at him-- it's only fair, after all.]