Kiara slept on her back. It was very warm and the sheet slid to the floor. Ben admired the contours of her breasts under a thin trick. The fabric was so turned off that her nipples were clearly visible. His gaze wandered over his crotch. The lace panties were also tight. They were tucked between her lips and formed a very provocative camel's hoof. Reagan shuddered, sighed, and then moved back…
