Ain raised his eyebrows high, filled with confidence and pride in himself.
He looked right at Zannie's breasts. "You didn't take that off?"
"No." Zannie shook her head and came closer, stroking Ain's wide chest, slowly going down, taking a sweet time to meet a beautiful stomach muscles, proving how much Ain liked to exercise.
"I hope you're satisfied, I don't go to the gym."
"Gym? You mean sports?"
Zannie wasn't surprised Ain held her hand, holding her index finger, circling and stroking before ending up pulling her hand into which a gentle grip, she was stroked full of worship.
"I want to mark you."
