Cara felt herself shaking in his arms in pleasure.
No! She can't possibly be aroused by this perverted s*x maniac!!!
Then, with his big palms down, he tore off her hip-wrapping skirt, along with the innermost layer of protective color.
He pushed her thighs apart, took her hands and placed them on the buttons of his shirt, and she knew he was signaling her to undress him.
Cara had no choice, and she didn't want to resist in vain anymore, so she obediently unbuttoned his shirt one by one, but he was dissatisfied, and ordered in a deep voice, "Be quicker."
She shook her fingers and sped up a little. She gained some speed, and then he put her hand on his belt unceremoniously. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and help him take off his pants.
This pervert didn't even wear a pair of
