—Natasha's POV—
"Am I hurting you,Tasha? You've been breathing hard and crying out a bit for a while now," he asked with clear concern in his voice. His eyes look so innocent at this moment, as if he doesn't know what he is doing with my body.
"Ah...I'm...ok" I answered in between my pants and moans. "Please make it quick, Daniel."
"What if I don't," he said as his hands continued to squeeze my t**s.
"Ahhh please...Daniel....I'll be late for uni...." I said between my moans. "I...I want to see Enzo win..."
"Just like you're losing your mind at my touch?" He whispered as he squeezed my breast harder. Because of the soap lubrication I was feeling less pain. I wonder where that arrogant and rude Daniel went. He really seems to enjoy my body.
"I....Daniel....Ahhh!!..." I tried to say s
