7
LORENZO
I was an evil man and wanted to defile her. To paint her face with ropes of my c*m while she held her tongue out to catch every drop.
What the hell was wrong with me?
My instincts were just—wrong.
But I kept going, traveling too far down this road which I hoped led to f*****g her.
“Your daddy knows what you need. Do you think you can trust him?” There was an edge of strain to my voice, and in the same way, my c**k tensed up to be released.
There was a pensive glint in Jessica’s eyes.
“I can give it a try.” She looked away hastily, then squeezed her hands together relentlessly. “But it won’t be easy.”
“I understand. Let’s agree on a safe word in case you want to slow things down.”
She stirred uneasily in her chair, “Most people say ‘red’ for stop, right? That works for m
