Shemika
He lowered his head and rubbed his palm down his face, then he looked away.
I didn't know why I suddenly found his words funny so I smiled and leaned closer, "Okay, I won't go far, I promise." I whispered to his face and slowly let my hand go into his pants again. I started to stroke him softly and he moaned out loud.
"I think you should stop now, Shemika." He bawled, forcing my hand out of his pants.
I didn't fight it, I simply let go of his d**k then he stood up and walked to the bathroom, holding his trousers up with his hands so it wouldn't fall from his waist.
By the time Bishop was done in the bathroom, I was already prepared too. So we both walked out of the hotel and to his car since he offered to take me back home.
While he drove me home, I leaned into the window, my
