He wouldn’t stop touching her. Mae hissed as she endured more of his touches. His hands glided down her body in a proprietary way that made her sick to her stomach, but it still turned her on, and turned her body into mush. Mae swallowed the moan that formed in her throat and forced herself to remain still. Don’t move, don’t touch him back, don’t lean into his touch, don’t shiver in anticipation when he leans close to your p***y even though your clit’s throbbing takes your breath away, don’t give in – Mae told herself breathlessly. But she couldn’t control her body no matter how hard she tried, especially when his fingers became rough and tight around her thighs when he sniffed her there and ran his tongue over her folds as he couldn’t help himself, as if she held some kind of power over h
