FariaAs I slipped my hand down between his legs, I knew my intention was obvious. He would see right through it. The question was. would that stop him?
Apparently not.
Within seconds of touching his crotch, I felt hardness growing there, and an instant later he was ordering me to take off my clothes.
All right, Faria, I thought. You can do this. It was all part of my master plan to keep him off his game, distracted from what I was trying to hide…
Screw it. After last time, I really wanted to f**k him again.
I stood, feeling giddily like the w***e I was, and began unbuttoning my top. As I did, I started to do a little dance, swaying my hips sexily and inserting myself between his knees. He leaned back, knowing he was in for a strip tease, and grinning smugly because of it.
My shirt ca
