I lay down relaxing on the mat—chest bare and exposed, muscles defined under the sun, just my sexy chest visible to her. On the bottom, my dick stood upright tight in the shorts—if the shorts weren't there, it would've clung straight to my stomach, so hard and thick it was, but the fabric kept it trapped, bulging obvious and straining.
She started applying sunscreen on her palms—rubbing them together slow, eyes flicking to my chest, then lower to the massive bulge, biting her lip subtle.
She started on my chest first—going directly for my muscles. Palms gliding slow over my pecs, spreading the lotion smooth, fingers tracing the lines, enjoying the feel, thumbs brushing my nipples casual at first.
Damn, her hands were so soft and warm—and little, she was shorter than Tiffany and the other MILFs, so it was natural, delicate fingers against my skin.
