Whatever he has in mind, there's no reason you can't do your part to be ready for it.

You start by removing your pants, sliding them down your long, luscious legs with a bit of a sway in your hips as you push them off. Then comes your shirt, peeling it up off your body, your breasts obviously being the first things to show behind your tight-fitting bra.

You casually toss it aside and playfully kick the pants to go with them, then strike a pose.

"Who's ready for some playtime?" You ask with a purr.

Mike glances in your direction and gives you an eager growl.

"Just a moment." He says.
Patience isn't your strong suit.
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