Vixen
Timmy Smith
I talked about the island, the beaches, the resort, the clubs. And the dancing.
David laughed at me, "I bet Elizabeth loved that," meaning the dancing.
"It was her favorite," I said. "She danced almost every night."
"And I’ll bet she didn't dance with you!" David laughed out loud and continued to razz me, which caused me to pop a little stiffy.
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Now the two of them were sitting close on the couch in the living room, talking. Elizabeth had that rosy glow that she gets after being fucked. David's legs were spread, crotch unhidden. Leaning back like the King of my house. Like a dog, on his back with his head between his legs confidently licking his balls clean.
I sat across from them. Again, I couldn't help but glance at David’s lap. He must have known. I had been staring at his crotch way too much. .
This time I followed the outline of his cock bulging nicely down his right leg, There was a quarter-sized wet spot on his shorts, His cock was still leaking after fucking her twice. Or three times. Or god who knows.
He hadn't worn underwear. His boxers slid up slightly, and there, laying right along his right thigh, was the head of his cock poking out from the leg of his shorts. Sticking right out of the end of his shorts. Two or three inches of it.
What I saw put me to shame. It was thick and cut.
I looked at Elizabeth. She had noticed David's exposed schlong as well. Her tongue was practically hanging out. Sweat had formed on her cheeks, chest, and belly.
I looked at David's face. He sat relaxed, acting like a lion of the jungle, looking back at Elizabeth.
David cocked his leg and slumped down a little more. Allowing more of his penis to extend out of his shorts. Assuring Elizabeth of an even grander and clearer view.
She licked her lips ... and looked. I could see her looking right at his bare dick. Directly at it.
What could I say? Could I even say anything?
Now Elizabeth lifted her right foot up onto the couch. And slowly let her knee fall open, exposing her shaved mons through the sheer nightie. David could see everything. He wanted it.
He lengthened as Elizabeth spread her legs and pushed her shaved, milky white pussy forward. The expanse of her crotch was open. There it was. Naked and free. Like the goddess descended from Olympus. The delicate outline of her pubis barely covered with sheer material, and the soft curves following down to the slit below. The clitoris red and engorged.
This had me totally hard under my pants now. Watching Elizabeth expose her crotch to her lover and, yes, clearly seeing David's giant thing sticking right out of his shorts. As if to mock me. As if he knew I was too shy and timid to say anything. He was running up the score.
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