Walking into the bedroom and coming to a stop at the foot of the bed, my eyes traced every square inch of visible flesh along every winding curve of Sadie's body, and since I had toned down my perception, the scarring I had painted her with faded from sight, leaving only the milky white, and unblemished skin of a girl about to lose her first time to the man she had unknowingly sold her soul to.
Reaching down, I undid the buckle of my belt, unhooked the trousers, and allowed them to fall to the ground along with my boxer briefs before placing one knee on the bed and taking in the sight of Sadie.
She was dressed only in a garter belt and thigh-high stockings, but her appeal was undeniable. From the wide childbearing hips to her plush and toned thighs, which had just the right amount of fat to make them jiggle in that way I like, all the way up to those glorious tits of hers, Sadie was a specimen for sure, one that I was about to defile.
