"I—I might fall," she couldn't help but say to Tyeron, who placed the s*x swing on the door.
"Don't worry, I'm here," he whispered tenderly.
"B-but—” she was about to protest when he pulled her back by the waist, and he leaned his forehead against hers.
“Don't you trust me?” Tyeron asks her.
She immediately shook her head. “I do; I trust you, but—”
"Shhh, just relax, my angel, I've got you," he whispered soothingly and kissed the back of her ear.
Tyeron lips travel from her ears down to her neck. She clung to the man with a strange tingling sensation. In the blink of an eye, the man was behind her while she was in front of him. His hand traveled from her shoulder down, and she bit her lip when the man entered his hands in her panties. Her body lifted as he touched her pearl.
“Oh!
