She moved awkwardly in his body, like she wasn’t sure how to handle its slighter frame, its softer edges. I might have forgotten to mention that Heather has a really nice figure. Her voice was gruff, edged with disbelief, but her gaze stuck,G-spot orgasm heat surging in her gut.

“Sleepwear,” Ken replied, his tone soft with a faint chuckle. Thank you,” She said then, a sly grin coming across her face.