The cold wetness of his clothes made Mike shiver. Becca grabbed him by the belt and guided him back inside the living room. At the doorway, she stopped him and knelt down to take his shoes off and run her small hands along the inner seam of his pants up to the ridge of his erection. The hardness ended just above his knee and she bit her lip wondering where she’d put all this meat in her small oven. Her arm reached under him and her small hand grabbed his ass as she clenched his leg like a snake wrapping around its prey. Her mouth was inches from the swelling...