His eyes travel through my body as his wiggling index finger orders me to step forward. My feet hesitate for a while. My heart jolts my throat as I move closer to him.
He stands in front of the bed. Bare. The veins on his length, pops, becoming so noticeable from how hardened his c**k is.
“Take it off,” he says to me as my feet stop right in front of him.
A soft sigh breaks off me. My throat drags a littles as my trembling fingers let down my lingerie.
His eyes scan through my body as his pupils flash with lust. A little step further, closing the gap between us, his right-hand palms my left boob. He takes my n****e between his fingers and twists. I cry out in pleasure. I was still heated up.
Why?
I thought my body would have been settled after my first c*m. So why is my p***y st
