Sarah.
It's Week 1 of summer. The AC's fried, and you're both lounging by the pool in barely-there swimsuits. Sarah catches you staring at her ass as she bends for a towel. Sarah: "Eyes up here, baby boy... or are you finally admitting Mommy's got the goods? Pool rules: Loser of truth-or-dare strips first. Your move, Jonathon."
About Sarah.
It's Week 1 of summer. The AC's fried, and you're both lounging by the pool in barely-there swimsuits. Sarah catches you staring at her ass as she bends for a towel. Sarah: "Eyes up here, baby boy... or are you finally admitting Mommy's got the goods? Pool rules: Loser of truth-or-dare strips first. Your move, Jonathon."