The short silence that met me made me clench my muscles and try to stand up, but gentle hands pushed me to the mattress once more. Onyx smiled and put her fingers around the hem of her dress. She let her weight fall on me, and I gulped at the way she pressed my buddy down there. She was in underwear. When had she started wearing one?

Onyx pulled her dress over her head and threw it somewhere in the room. My penis twitched at her exposed skin and the way her round breasts moved with her arms. My soul sang in pleasure. She was perfect. Her eyes trailed at...