“I see you're strong…”
My lap claps my p***y in a tight hold. It's hard to keep my body still instead of jumping on a free c**k like a cursed w***e.
“We could go again…”
“No. No. No.” He grumbles and turns to get a glass of milk from the refrigerator. “I'm not here to f**k you, Sadie. I barely survived that round.”
He gulps greedily, leaving patches of cream on his beard.
“Where do you get such energy from?” He slips the glass into a sink.
Arguing about my s****l needs only makes my p***y gush slimy precum. I pull into the counter, fighting back the rush of pleasure that almost knocks me off the seat.
I'm barely composed. “I could teach you.”
He takes the towel and starts wiping his body dry. “I'm off to get a document.”
My brain explodes from his confession and I clutch th
