Amateur teen squirt and pee
I was standing in an alternate reality. A dream world.
" Chris lifted his head.
" Dirk stuck his hands in the front pocket of his jeans, making his jacket bulge under his arms.
At some point, I realized Chris was standing by the island with me, also without a stitch of clothing on.
My cheeks felt chapped from the crisp wind after only a few feet.
He picked me up princess-style and carried me down the hall. I expected that we were going back to bed.
Except this time, he continued across my sides and slightly around to my back, which was arched with my cuffed hands and the pillow under me.
The kitchen had been cleaned, the couch put back to order, and Dirk and Jolie were not in the immediate vicinity. Had I imagined it all.