Sam had no doubt that Miss Jones really was very good. He already had evidence that she was very good. Everything she was doing with his cock was so very, very good. His eyes were glued to her body as she got out of the water, particularly her ass and her legs. Damn if they weren't fantastic.

"Bed," he said, moving out of the water after her as if he were mesmerized. Really, he wanted her to tie him up or handcuff him to the bed and ride him so many different ways, but he'd take what he could get.