“Have you ever touched yourself?” He grunted through clenched teeth, as his hot breath fanned me.
I was swollen down there.
Swollen and dripping down my thighs, yet I could not take my eyes away from enchanting ones.
My breath came in gasp as I shook my head meekly, suddenly losing all my confidence.
He smirked, his lips tugging at the edges as his tongue traced over them.
He unclasped one of my hands, and I breathed in relief.
Although now, it only strained my other hand even more, yet my body still burned from pleasure. Through the discomfort.
“Touch yourself,” he said softly, bending low to my crotch.
His face just meters away from my c**t as he observed it like a masterpiece.
“I want to see how you clench when you f**k yoursellf,” he gritted like he was holding himself back.
