Chapter 17.
Author’s Pov.
Amelia crawled down to the floor and her kneels found the floor, happy that she was doing to take her master’s c**k.
Hardcore pulled his trousers down alongside his boxer and his c**k bounced out in confidence, giving her cheeks a smirk.
Amelia squirmed happily gripping his d**k immediately. Her heart fluttered at the precum that says gently on the cap of his d**k.
“What are you still staring at? Take master's c**k, now!”
“Yes, master.” Amelia smiled staring up at him before gripping his c**k.
Hardcore’s d**k throbbed at the feel of her hand against his c**k.
Slowly she started by damning some wetness from her p***y and then using it to stroke his d**k softly.
Hardcore moaned softly at the sensations that striker into his body from having her stro
