"Do you think a young boy such as yourself could possibly know how to handle you?" he sneered, arrogance and confidence oozing from his tone. "Do you think they would possibly understand what you require?" Each of his words gave a different kind of thrusting.
Quin shook her head; she was not able to respond due to the way the friction of his erection moving inside her was affecting her.
"Experience is more than simply time, Quin," he lectured, his thrusts accentuating his words. "Experience is power. I know your body better than you because I have learned to speak its language. I know when you require pain, I know when you require holding, and I know that you require someone to relieve the pressure from your shoulders by means of putting a collar around your neck."
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