#435311 - Muscles rippled in Tia's narrow sides and supple legs, she was in near-perfect shape, like something out of a fitness clothing catalogue, minus the clothing, as her red and white soccer uniform was long discarded onto his bed--MY bed! That snapped Kev back to reality as he focused on the grimy shorts and wrinkled jersey cast carelessly onto his formerly immaculate double bed. He took a deep breath and lowered his hand onto the right cheek, eyes watching raptly as her ass tightened up as he made contact. she's getting herself off! Long after this moment Kev still wouldn't know exactly why he did what he did next, perhaps it was the super high-tech generation he lived in, the instinct to record surprising turns of events digitally for posterity was hard-wired into his psyche.