Three feet of cock- 1

Together, the two of them were affectionate in public, as though they were forever stuck as middle-schoolers, nuzzling and kissing wherever they were or whoever their audience might be. Secretly, they enjoyed the teasing they received from their friends, as evidence that their own relationship was stronger than anyone else’s.

They had moved to New York together after graduation and settled down, making a wide number of acquaintances, but only a few friends, most of whom they had invited to tonight’s barbecue.

Tristan had already arranged everything in minute detail well before any guests had arrived. Tomatoes had been sliced, leaves of lettuce washed, onions diced, mustard, ketchup, and relish set out, and the buns had been lovingly toasted.

Watching Tristan in his element was driving Perrie wild. She snuck up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her petite breasts tenderly against his back as he turned hamburger into patties. He gasped slightly, but quickly regained his composure and kept working, pretending not to notice her. She wasn’t deterred so easily, though…