Damon grinned. "Yeah, only thing you wanna hear come out of his mouth is Fuck me harder." Along with assorted other sound effects, of course. Just the thought of some bimbo riding Chris like a mechanical bull made him feel warmer. Enough so that he thought he might want to get back to his room and have a little fun since this young lady didn't seem inclined to indulge him. Too bad.
"I know how to play it," he replied when she said people might find his unexpected nudity off-putting. "I'm great at the innocent act when I wanna be. Maybe I grew up in a family that walked around bareass all the time and didn't see anything wrong with it." Damon sometimes thought that he was a world-class actor and it was too bad he hadn't checked out Hollywood instead of Chicago fucking Illinois when he'd left home.
He tipped her a wink, his smile becoming sly. "You got it. The minute I plan to run around naked at the pool, you ladies'll be the first to know." He pushed off from the wall, preparing to head back to his room. "Nice talkin' to you, gorgeous."