Three feet of cock- 2

“One night, though, I forgot to lock the door after me. I was lying down in the grass and this shadow looms over me…I had such a start! I thought I was going to have coronary thrombosis… I was so embarrassed! But…he was actually really good about it. He had noticed me in the garden before. Turns out he had been going up to the roof to read at night, and from there, you could see straight through the trees. And here I thought I had been invisible…

“We ended up meeting there regularly at night, and he joined me…you know…naked.” She smiled dreamily, reminiscing. He had been so handsome then. He still was, to be honest… “It felt so comfortable, so natural. People really open up when they’re naked, I think. We had such great conversations every night.

“So yeah, I’m with Batoul. Getting caught is more fun,” she finished, leaving the last part of her story unspoken.

“You never told me that story,” Peter complained.

“You never asked. It was before we met, anyway.”

“Don’t you have a story like that, too, Zoe?” Nick prompted her. “The Hawaii one? Tell it; it’s funny.”