"Is your p***y this wet because you feel aroused by the shame?"
I looked at the clear liquid dripping sensually out of her pink folds as I asked her this but Izzy just bit her lip instead of answering me. Tears flowed out of her eyes and stained her cheeks with tear trails.
"Answer my question."
I asked in a deep voice that carried an oppressive feel to it. Izzy trembled slightly when she heard my tone and struggled for a good while before she mustered up the courage to answer me in a small voice, "Y-Yes!"
"Good girl." I nodded at her in satisfaction and continued to look at her naughty bits before I said with a click of the tongue, "I see that you're getting wetter by the second. It looks like you're a real slut at heart."
"Phew…"
I took a drag on the cigarette and exhaled the smok
