Before Trixie could even question Don on what he meant, his fingers curled around her waist, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
Then with a swift motion, he lifted her off the dresser, his grip firm yet gentle as tossed her onto the bed. The soft mattress welcomed her, the impact of her landing cushioned by the plush surface.
Trixie's body, petite and supple, arched slightly as she adjusted herself in a doggy position with her head looking back at Don. As she settled, her skirt hiked up, showcasing her wonderful curves. The fabric bunched at her waist, exposing the delicate material of her panties and the smooth, creamy skin of her thighs.
Trixie's playful nature emerged as she wiggled her ass to tease Don. ** Mn~** "Someone's being rough... I like it," she purred, her voice one of feigned innocence.
