Knox
Her fingers wrapping around my c**k forces me to snap my eyes wide open.
With a swift motion, I stretch out my arm towards the headlamp and press the button. Light floods the room, exposing the sensual gleam in her eyes.
“Gina, what's going on?” My voice is hard and rough like sandpaper on dry wood.
She leans closer, our breath mingles, as she strokes my c**k. “What does it look like I'm doing?”
Her warm grip gets tight around my c**k, sending a hot sensation spreading through me.
Gritting my teeth hard, the memories of how she treated me earlier, floods my mind. I can't let her go on and off with me.
If she really wants me, then she'll have to earn it! By being stable with me. Not refusing to give me her cunt whenever I want it or leave me hanging and begging desperately to
