~Nia
Charles grabbed my waist with his huge hands and hauled me right onto his lap. I felt his thick, heavy c**k twitching against my thigh as he reached under my skirt and yanked my panties down to my ankles.
"You think you're so smart, Nia?" he growled, his voice vibrating against my ear. "Let's see how much that brain helps you when I'm deep inside you."
He shoved two fingers into my soaking wetness, curling them upward and pumping with a brutal, fast rhythm. My back arched instantly, my head hitting the headrest as I screamed. I started f*****g his hand, my hips bucking wildly against his palm.
"Yes! Ahhh! f**k, Charles! Use those fingers! Stretch me out!" I shouted, my glasses falling off onto the floorboard.
"You're so tight, Nia. So much tighter than a grown woman," he panted
