Exton

Ob maneuvers Pandora through the crowd. His hand possessively cups her sexy ass as he directed her toward the stairs. They had to wait to get around people and Ob presses close, thrusting his growing bulge against her. He lowers his head and licks along the stretch of her neck. He growls softly.

"Where did you store those stones? I hope it is in a nice place with a door that locks..."