Alvin
I had called it a torture but I was the one being tortured. My hard d**k was throbbing in pain because there isn't any release yet.
Jemima kept rubbing on her legs, wanting to come rub her ass on my d**k but I keep putting the gap.
It was becoming too much for her, I saw it. The same way she doesn't want to say what she needs is the same way I keep leaving her to herself at the highest point of orgasm till she pleaded. I smiled.
"Plea.. please, Alvin, please," I heard her say.
"Please what, Jemima?" I quizzed, dropping the soap bar in my hands as I began to play with her t**s.
"Here," she said, pointing to her c******s. From view, I could tell how moist they were, slimming out of her like juice.
Ryder kept purring, grumbling in my head to get it over with but no, I was in cont
