Danilo
"Zahi gave me fifty, I think we can find some good things," Dove smiled as I grabbed the cart when we got to the supermarket. I wasn't too familiar with the area but he seemed confident in what he was doing and so was I.
I had to keep on redirecting my mind into the lane of purity whenever I looked at him. He wore sweatpants that rode low on his hips and his shirt was short enough that it showed off just a sliver of skin on his mid secretion.
His skin was golden tanned and his hips tiny. He had on sneakers that he grabbed before we left and his curly hair let loose to do its own thing. Whenever he moved his shirt rode up just a little so that I could see his back slightly and I had to hold my breath.
The small section of his stomach visible had me gulping. Dove was lean even if he didn't work out. He had faint lines of abs and just a thin trail of hair disappearing down into his pants. You could tell he had no idea that he was making me suffer.
