"So you're the sports car."

"Look, you were the ones that said..." he started defensively.

"No, no," she interrupted. "It's an accurate description. You are yummy to look at."

He nodded. "But my gas mileage is shit."

Marie shrugged. "Don't worry about that. That's something we can fix. Okay, first things first, y'all need to strip."

Kelly immediately began to wriggle out of her panties then, and then pulled Duncan's shirt that she was wearing free. She briefly glanced down at her nipple rings to ensure they were laying straight and then back up at Duncan. He had stood and turned away from the two and was dropping his underwear...