Mira giggled, "Please stop it. You don't have to follow her every word." She looked at Arad's face, running her hand across his chest and back. She couldn't even wrap her arms around his torso.
It wasn't like she was short, thin, or weakly built. But standing this close to Arad, she realized how massive he was. She gently touched his arm, pully it toward her. It was almost as thick as her thighs below the shoulders.
Mira's hand gently rubbed against his bulge, feeling something there. She started sweating, it was still soft, but she could tell it was massive. She couldn't help but worry about when it was up and stiff.
Arad took his shirt off and started at Mira with a smile. Her face burned red as she gasped for air, taking a deep breath. She could feel something burning in the back of her throat. Her eyes could leave his chest.
