“Go get ready,” I told her.
I watched as she scooped up the clothes I had laid out for her and headed for the bathroom.
I saw her stop at her suitcase but couldn’t see what she grabbed out.
I figured I would see when she came out. Swollen breastduringfucking.
I laid back on the bed and turned on the television as I waited for Liz to get ready.
I was anxious and had someverynaughty ideas for the night ahead.