His leg muscles ripple, and night creatures cavort beneath a canopy of dense vegetation as he paces back and forth across wooden floor boards.
Sweat exudes from the pores of his body with every movement. A loincloth partially covers his naked body as he looks out from the interior of his treehouse.
"Jane, come home, it's getting late," he shouts, cupping strong hands around his mouth.
Fingers suddenly massage his massive shoulders. He turns, looks down and his eyes light up with mischief. Lips lock on a passionate kiss. An evening of tree surfing can wait.
Sweat exudes from the pores of his body with every movement. A loincloth partially covers his naked body as he looks out from the interior of his treehouse.
"Jane, come home, it's getting late," he shouts, cupping strong hands around his mouth.
Fingers suddenly massage his massive shoulders. He turns, looks down and his eyes light up with mischief. Lips lock on a passionate kiss. An evening of tree surfing can wait.
