When he spoke, people listened. Misleading me. Exactly how he had planned on using me. Worked me over to a frothing c****x by f*****g me with a finger in my ass and a hand cupping my p***y. It got to the point where I was virtually humping the bed, swaying my hips back and forth to get the necessary level of physical contact. It was quite sexy. I groaned as he slid in farther and further with each pass.
He enquired, "How does it make you feel?"
I made some kind of incomprehensible muttering that was, mercifully, masked by the cushion. I struggled to escape his grasp. I dug my nails into the covers, clutching and releasing, trying to focus on anything other than my restless thoughts.
Apparently, I was correct in thinking that Carl could win me over. I was on the verge of an orgasmic expe
