You thinking what I'm thinking?

Jon raised an eyebrow with a sly grin across his face. He sat sexily on the couch crossing Tiffany's long creamy legs over each other. He started playing with one of his huge nipples as the left strap of his tank top fell over his shoulder. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he coyly asked Karen. Karen returned the smile and slowly approached Jon. Her muscles glistening with sweat and anticipation. "I think so " she softly answered.