Julie had giggled and sat down on the bed, “want me to take it off?” She had got up in her knees so she was kneeling, gripping the hem of Wade’s shirt and pulling him close so her chest was against his, “or do you want to do it for me?”
Wade looked deep into her eyes and smirked slightly. “You do it.” He commanded. “I want a good view as it comes off.” He added with a grin, quickly pecking her lips.
Julie quickly pecked his lips back before moving a bit back on the bed, moving her hands to the hem of the sweater, slowly pulling it off, biting her lip gently.















