Rekker grabbed Bjorn's crotch for the pull on his hair. This was utter trash but Rekker didn't mind. As far as he was concerned it was two sets of partners hanging out, drunk things were likely to get heated.
Mikkel pouted at Sigurd. "WHY? I want you to come skinny dip with us." Mikkel was whining and glanced at Fredrik for help convince the Swede to get naked.
Rekker started laughing. "That's some kinky cuddling. They've been back there naked, making out and touching all over each other for hours. Your bassist's boy is half ready to go it looks like. He might be in shit when we get to the beach."
Rekker turned on to the freeway. They'd would be there soon and could get out of this car. "You're going to be in trouble when we get to the beach too."
Rekker started rubbing up and down, high on Bjorn's thigh. The Brit had it in his mind to leave the three Scandinavians to themselves for a few minutes to sneak off with Bjorn for something quick.
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Mikkel pouted at Sigurd. "WHY? I want you to come skinny dip with us." Mikkel was whining and glanced at Fredrik for help convince the Swede to get naked.
Rekker started laughing. "That's some kinky cuddling. They've been back there naked, making out and touching all over each other for hours. Your bassist's boy is half ready to go it looks like. He might be in shit when we get to the beach."
Rekker turned on to the freeway. They'd would be there soon and could get out of this car. "You're going to be in trouble when we get to the beach too."
Rekker started rubbing up and down, high on Bjorn's thigh. The Brit had it in his mind to leave the three Scandinavians to themselves for a few minutes to sneak off with Bjorn for something quick.