Everett
I don’t waste another minute. I needed to make her come and shake for me. Would I rather f**k her? Yes, of course, but she isn’t ready for that. So, for now, I will give her a taste of what I can do to her. I can sense she is nervous. I hook my fingers into the band of her shorts, and she lifts her hips, allowing me to remove them from her. I take her panties off too, tossing them both onto the floor.
I groan when I see her p***y in full view to me. She shifts nervously beneath me. Why is she so nervous? It isn’t like she is a virgin and has never had s*x before. She needs to relax. I slowly run my hands up her legs and onto her thighs, massaging them with my hands.
“Relax, sweetness,” I say softly.
“I am trying.” She whispers, closing her eyes and takes a few deep breaths.
