Megan found she was holding her breath to see how Claire would respond. She smiled brightly when she gasped. It seemed to have worked perfectly. Of course, there was a story that went along with the powder, but now wasn’t the time.
“Something wrong?” Megan asked in a sultry tone as her fingers curled around the phallus and began to stroke. This was something she was good at and she was happy for the powder that was able to let Claire appreciate it.
Seeing Claire bear her neck, she leaned it to nibble and the tender flesh there as she continued to work her hand in Claire’s pants. Megan was starting to ache and she couldn’t wait to do more.