"Let me continue," I pleaded, wanting to taste her orgasm.
J pulls away and adjusts his underwear, covering his d**k. I stand on my knees in confusion, watching what he does.
"No," he replied emphatically.
After adjusting his c**k, he looked me in the eye.
"Stand up," he orders, and I, hesitating, obey. My legs hurt a bit from the position, but it is a bearable pain.
“What happens? I ask with confusion.
J doesn't say anything, just grabs me by the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head, leaving me in a simple cotton bra.
He looks at my body and I see his eyes shine with lust. Then he moves closer to my body and his hands encircle me as I look up.
J tries to unhook my bra but fails, so she pulls it off me while I smile thinking I'm going to have to teach her how to remove it.
