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The back of the love seat was so tall that even though theon it, it still towered over the top of his head

God, I loved that seat

I’d bet my life that it was super comfortable, too

And soft

The etting rid of his socks and his shirt

He lifted a remote froht at the camera

Or, likely, a television that was underneath the camera

I started to squirm in my seat as I saw him reach forward and pop the button of his jeans

But not because he was about to get started on anything—at least that wasn’t what it appeared—but because he wanted to be comfortable

There must’ve been a knock at the door, because he looked at so over his shoulder, and I could see a frown on the side of his face

Getting up, he walked around the back of the couch, and just over his head, I could see hi his front door

The boho dress girl appeared in the doorway, a smile on her face

The man didn’t look happy to see her

He also didn’t look considerably excited when the woman threw herself into his arms and kissed him

I sed hard, thinking this was about to get crazy, because I had the distinct impression that thisrecorded

Irecorded, I would look at the camera, at least casually Then I’d casually look away Thethe television Nor did he casually turn back to look over his shoulder

Nope He was solely focused

On the screen, theto one side, partially covering his face,it to where I couldn’t see his expression

The woh? Her chest was thrust out as if she was anticipating his reaction to whatever she was saying And she was dragging her hand lazily along the length of her lace bra that was just barely exposed by her dress

She bit her lip, and I could tell that she expected the man to take her up on whatever she’d offered him

He shook his head, his shoulders tensing, then jerked his chin in such a way that the hairhis face