Shock
Horror
Fear
Revulsion
Terror
Dread
Distress
Alarm
If these words didn’t define the feeling that Amy and Alessandro felt at the moment, nothing else ever could.
Her hand rested still and stuck, holding and feeling the traces of his thick erected p***s, whereas Alessandro still wasn’t sure about what was happening at that moment,
She was touching him, in a sense when he always enjoyed and even if he was scared that Amy would find out about him being hard while she was laying on top of him, he only wondered how really he felt at that moment and he didn’t feel reverted or repulsed by her touch, in fact, if anything the very touch of her thin, long fingers over the cloth on his p***s, felt astoundingly and surprisingly nice. His heartbeat growing rapidly inside his chest, while
