He grinds back, feeling his junk rub up through the sweatpants against her mons and the bottom of her stomach, the little pooch that all twenty-something women have unless they're judicious users of Photoshop.
He really isn't terribly gutsy; there's something nearly shy about how he moves over her body, as if he's looking for encouragement at each step of the way. The Victor groupies usually throw themselves on top of him, and he may as well just lie there for all the forwardness he needs when sleeping with them. They come up with things - sex in the shower, tapes, blowjobs with schnapps in their mouth - and he just goes along with it, because eventually one of them will find something so mindblowingly orgasmic that it'll be like a nuclear bomb going off in his head, and all the sounds of Dave's head splitting and Topher gurgling on his own blood will be blasted clean.
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He grinds back, feeling his junk rub up through the sweatpants against her mons and the bottom of her stomach, the little pooch that all twenty-something women have unless they're judicious users of Photoshop.
He really isn't terribly gutsy; there's something nearly shy about how he moves over her body, as if he's looking for encouragement at each step of the way. The Victor groupies usually throw themselves on top of him, and he may as well just lie there for all the forwardness he needs when sleeping with them. They come up with things - sex in the shower, tapes, blowjobs with schnapps in their mouth - and he just goes along with it, because eventually one of them will find something so mindblowingly orgasmic that it'll be like a nuclear bomb going off in his head, and all the sounds of Dave's head splitting and Topher gurgling on his own blood will be blasted clean.
He starts to pull down at her booty shorts.