Irene only smiled back in response, ignoring the fact that her body was now so close to Jackson.
Her b.reast was firmly pressed against him, and her p.ussy was on top of Jackson’s leg. Somehow, it felt great, making Irene wonder what it would feel like if she just moved.
As her intrusive thoughts beat, she moved a bit, causing Irene to bite her lower lip because of the sudden sensation that traveled toward her core.
However, at the same time, the hard thing in her palm suddenly twitched.
“Oh my gosh, Misty. Are you okay?” Irene asked, the worry evident in her tone as she held onto it tightly. “You’re hard now.”
“f**k,” Jackson muttered, his teeth gritting so hard as he looked upward.
His nerves were now visible as he was trying his best to calm himself down. She knew that Irene was s
