|Tamara|
I curiously looked down on him. His grip was tight around my thighs as I felt his soft skin encircling between my folds. Embarrassment follows when I could already tell I’m soaking wet for him.
“I’ll do it slowly, kay?” he asked. I’m sure he couldn’t see my face but I just nod back at him.
He breathes inwardly before I felt a him slowly entering me. I moaned again but this time, it’s because of the pain. My hands gripped his legs hard that was just below my buttocks.
“Should I stop?” he then hesitated.
“N-No” I answered honestly. I’m totally scared but I don’t want him to stop the excitement he was already giving me. I’m already in this situation and I don’t have any plans on stopping this. He was playing with my breast the whole time he was waiting for my
