She whined in response.
Not the answer that I needed. I wanted her to confirm with her own mouth.
And I just know how to get that.
The sounds of her hot, wet p***y as I f**k her with my fingers went straight to my head...fuck, I never want to stop hearing them... I think I've found a new addiction.
She was getting close. I could feel it. I could see it.
Her p***y walls were tight around my fingers, her neck had turned red...she was already trembling, her cries so desperate that I could literally hear her begging.
"Answer me, Serena or I will stop!" And I meant it, in as much as I didn't want to.
"Wh...what?" She couldn't even remember what I had asked.
"Your boyfriend...."
She didn't let me finish when she breathlessly said, "I've...got no boyfriend. Please don't stop...I'm so cl
