Summer raised an eyebrow at Don's question, her expression a mix of skepticism and mild curiosity.
But she didn't answer, instead she shifted slightly, her feet moving under the covers as she tried to get comfortable. Don's hands found her calves, his fingers pressing in with a firm but gentle touch. She let out a soft "Mn~" as his thumbs worked into the muscle, her eyes narrowing slightly in surprise.
The tablet slid down her chest, forgotten for the moment. Don's smile widened as he leaned in a bit closer, his hands moving upward with practiced ease.
Summer let out a soft "Mn~" as Don's hands moved up her legs, the pressure firm but not skillful, just steady and insistent.
She shifted slightly, her thighs parting a bit under the covers, and another sound escaped her, a low "Mmm~" that she quickly tried to suppress.
