That picture makes Harrison’s jaw drop. Goddamn those straps of black on blue skin look hot. He has several similar pairs but that smooth flat front with no bulge has him licking his lips in curiousity. It takes a moment for his brain to restart in order to type [TXT MSG: That prize would be worth begging for. I want to slip my tongue between each little strap >=P ]
Syx bit his lips as he ran that image through his mind, running a finger across the straps in question, [TXT: Because you wouldn’t be allowed to use your hands. You’d have to pull them off with your teeth. ]
Harrison stretches out lazily in the shallow water, setting his magazine completely to the side in favor of his phone. He sips his sparkling juice as he types. [TXT MSG: That would be my genuine pleasure. I can’t wait to see what is in those sexy panties ]
Syx hand covered himself and gone back to his snacking when he got the reply, [TXT: I eagerly await it. ;3 ]