She thinks she’s hiding her emotions, but they play across her beautiful face like a silent movie. I have to admire her for trying, though, even if her large, expressive eyes make it impossible for her. But honestly, this is the way it’s going to be. I’m stupid enough to think about going a few rounds in the sheets with her. And I’ll even find someone to complete the trio, but I can’t have this turn into anything that resembles a relationship. Inside my truck, I can’t keep my eyes off of her. It’s like I’m seeing her for the first time and my brain and dick don’t quite know how to cope. I know she’s pretty, beautiful even, in that helplessly sweet and innocent way that calls to a guy’s protective instinct. It makes you want to wrap her in your arms and fight monsters for her. But right now she’s the furthest thing from vulnerable or sweet and innocent. Right now, she’s sexy as fuck. Aylee in that outfit is appealing to a far more baser, darker part of my instincts that wants her on her knees in front of me, jacking me off until I spray my cum all over her stunningly beautiful face.
