I watched as the barrista -- I really should ask her her name, but talking didn't seem called for at the moment -- moved around my lovely Molly and began to remove the body stocking. I promptly helped from the front, pulling the sleeves off of her arms, and helping her step out of the legs of the garment, which topped off the pile of clothes on the counter.

I had wanted to see Molly nude in the light, and now I did. Is it any wonder that I took her naked in my arms and kissed her, now? My cock pushed into her abdomen, and for a moment I lost track of the coffee girl.