Chapter 13.
“Thats how you c*m, cupcake. That's how you c*m like my f*****g slut.”
Kira rocked her hips back and forth, her p***y clamping tightly around his fingers.
Ryker's jaws tightened, his throat itching as he watched her rock her p***y against his fingers in the same way he would want to f*****g rock it against her face.
Oh! f**k! Just how good it would feel for her to sit on his face and rock her p***y against his face while he lick and lap on his juice, drinking her entire juice till they was nothing left for him.
Kira's back arched, her eyes rolling now.
“Ohhhh… Ryker… please…”
“Please? Please what?” He groaned, slapping her boobs, grabbing her neck and pulling her closer enough for their nose to brush.
“Didn’t you ask for this? Didn't you ask me to touch your p***y, f
