Mark Me

Mark Me

Ryan doesn't do nice.

At least not anymore.

Surrounded by brats at his daughter's birthday party, his urges get the best of him. His eyes feast on the tight leggings and thin tops as they dish the latest gossip around the campfire. But Sarah, sitting with legs set wide and chest puffed out, makes him need to purge his sins.

All safe cards are thrown out the window when she ventures to the car to get the ingredients for smores. Before she can shut the trunk, Ryan pins her against the bumper, his growing bulge swaddled against something that had never had any intruders.

That is, until today.