HANSEL…
“I don't f*****g like it when you get nervous. As my mate, you've gotta hold your shoulders high, okay?” he whispered while thrusting his fingers in and out of me.
My lips gaped for air. I nodded, staring right into his eyes while digging my fingers into the foam of the sofa. I tried to hold back my moans, but as my climax was at its peak, I couldn't help but gnash my teeth against each other.
I swallowed harder, my breath came in desperate pleas. My back ached from the motion of his finger while I parted my legs.
“Yeah, oh f*****g goddess. I love this. I'm going to c*m already.” My system couldn't hold it in.
My eyes widened as contraction clenched my lower belly, down my pùssy hole. I felt the retractions of my c**t, and my flesh tightened around his fingers.
“Deeper! Dee
