C80 Chapter Eighty

Sienna

There it is. America's finest ass, I thought.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts as I stared at Eric's ass. What a fine fucking ass indeed. He could fuck me all day and I wouldn't complain.

I watched him, seeing those joggers of his contort along with his movements and then he leaned over and the fabric stretched, showcasing his muscular ass. I had run my hands over it plenty of times