Elle nudged the towel up higher following the scratch running up my leg. She leaned in closer so her hair was brushing against my chest. The towel was opening and her arm brushed the bare skin of my cock. The touch was electrifying and it made my cock throb and swell. Feelings of guilty lust raced through my head. I wanted to jump up before I embarrassed myself with her.

She lowered her head for a closer look at the wound as she worked intently on pulling the final thorn. Satisfied she had removed all of them Elle set the tweezers aside and looked at my growing cock sticking out...