His eyes go even darker at my words, and when he presses his lips to mine, I meet his hunger with my own, moaning and whimpering and clinging to him like a wild woman. I undo his belt buckle and unzipped his pants, needing to feel his powerful c**k in my hand.
“f**k,” he groans when I wrap my hand around him or try to anyway. The man is f*****g huge and rock hard. “You want my c**k, baby?” He gives me a wicked grin and slides his hand under my dress, letting out a groan when he realizes I’m not wearing any panties. “You naughty girl,” he says, dragging his finger along my wet slit. “What if a strong breeze had come along and lifted your dress, flashing Sam your sweet, shaved p***y?” I let out a yelp when he gives my p***y a sharp smack.
“I was right about you needing a firm hand.” He giv
