Carla Crouz Engages In Outdoor Doggy-style Encounter

“Well, let me make it easy for you,” she says, leaning in close to whisper in his ear. She puffs out her chest and runs her fingers through her hair, subtly adjusting her hair curls. He can tell they’re flirting by the way Sarah is laughing at the guy’s cheesy puns and the way she’s twirling a lock of hair around her finger. She knows that this is exactly what Claire has been working on with him. But that doesn’t mean I want other men looking at you like that.”
Sarah raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. John feels a pang of jealousy, but he tries to push it down. As they walk through the aisles, Sarah can’t help but notice the admiring glances that she is getting from other men.