“Daniel, let me get off your lap.”
“No, I want you to feel what you f*****g do to me”, I hushed low in her ear. Wrapping an arm around her midriff and pressing her down on me, facing almost no resistance from her now limp body.
She lets out a soft moan as I growl out my desires against her neck,” Do you feel how f*****g hard that petite little body of yours makes me? It is not f*****g fair, Ayesha!”
“Daniel, I need to….”, she starts, trying to crane her neck to look at me but I cut her off, dragging my hand from her stomach to her mouth, pressing a finger against those plush maroon lips. I was blissfully reminded of how that sweet f*****g mouth felt choking on my c**k.
“Eyes on the screen unless you want me to f**k that virgin p***y of yours right here.” Some sick, twisted part of me h
