Hank was just getting out of the shower when he saw his phone light up. An image of a girl in a white fluffy robe showing off a large amount of cleavage and a cheeky smile flashed across the screen. Melanie. Hank grinned, pulled on his own robe – plain grey terry cloth – and wiped his hands before grabbing the phone and swiping to pick up the FaceTime call. He’d been looking forward to his date with Melanie all day, could feel himself getting hard just anticipating what Melanie would be wearing and what they’d end up doing together tonight, each in their own bedrooms, connected only by their WiFi connections and the glow of their iPhone screens.
Hi sir, Melanie greeted Hank in her singsong voice, and Hank struggled to keep his cool as he took in the scene: Melanie, wearing a tight pink velvet dress, sitting on her couch sipping a glass of pink champagne. The dress was skintight and low-cut; Melanie’s tits, pushed up with a lacy black bra, were practically spilling out. Her long b...
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