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[brokendoors]

It was a simple text message during Ivy's lunch hour.


Hi sexy! Caleb's gma is in the ladies room. I'm not being rude texting you! Haha. She just informed me that 'my young man' needs to meet my parents. Suffice it to say, she didn't mean my dead ones. She has invited you to a dinner party, to be determined. How do you feel about meeting Caleb's grandparents?

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[brokendoors]

Ivy hadn't ever been the type of girl to buy sexy underthings just 'cause she could. It wasn't until she'd met Casper that she wanted to. Her breasts are cupped quite well by a white and soft pink bra - a set she'd gotten when she'd gotten past her first year of college in celebration. La Perla is not cheap.

"You're always so eager for me. It's nice." Her back arches slightly, and she pushes those lovely breasts into his face.

[lovestofly]

While Casper does have the sense to appreciate sexy underthings - he is the kind of guy who actually notices - he is still far more interested in the woman wearing them.

"Of course I am," he murmurs against her skin, hands coming up to cup and softly knead those breasts. "I like to think I'm the luckiest guy in the world."

[brokendoors]

Ivy makes a soft, happy, purr-y noise as her back arches into those very capable hands. "And I'm the luckiest woman."

[lovestofly]

"Aren't we both lucky?" Smiling as he nuzzles against her skin, he slides his hands down her flat belly to the top of her pants, working on getting them undone.

[brokendoors]

There's a hot little gasp, and she immediately moves to help him remove her pants. "You are decidedly too clothed, Casper," she says softly.

[lovestofly]

"Mmmhm?" He leans back as he pulls her pants off her legs. "Feel free to do something about it." If not distracted, he'll be going to get rid of those pretty underthings next.

[brokendoors]

And once she's gotten the panties off, Ivy decides it's high time that she gets her hands all over that skin of his. She goes for his belt.