Yes, you may take me in your mouth. “You don’t mind, do you, Bradley?”
And Bradley realized that he desperately wanted to spank that perfect little ass. Oh, poor Violet, look at you, your legs are trembling… But Shelley had a whole set of bizarre hang-ups and obsessions that Bradley kept bumping up against with increasing frequency the longer he knew her. Now, if you’re not too tired I’d like you to stand bent at the waist again but with your legs apart—that’s right, put your hands on Bradley’s hips—so I can avail myself of your cunt while you’re pleasing Brad. Would you mind holding onto them until we’re done eating? I see… The scene that followed made up for all the shit he’d taken from Shelley, Bradley thought. Bradley wondered what she really wanted from him.
