@marinasmoment replied to your post “¦ Why are your hands down your pants?”
Marina crossed her arms over her chest and smiled at Murphy. "That all sounds nice....But I'd really like to see what you were messing with in there." She said with a coy smile and looked at his pants.
One hand moved up to his mouth in a nervous habit while the other tried to zip, button, and buckle his jeans back up single-handedly. "Ehm...I..."
{Ah, Christ...jus' spit 't out!}
"Connor put some fuckin' itchin' powder in my boxers t'is mornin' an' t'en..." He trailed off, his expression looking like that of an embarrassed little boy.













