I could feel myself meeting his thrusts. My fingers gently tangle themselves up in his soft, straight hair. Bokepindo “Mmmmmm,” I moan, gasping slightly as his cock starts to reappear from my pussy. “That’s it. Shaking our bodies in the process. His body shook on top of mine. They left for New York yesterday,” he says, smiling with guilt. Because that’s what’s supposed to happen. “What’s wrong?” asks Henry. It’s like his stamina was infinite. I instantly yelp. We were both sweating. I loved that about him. I loved that about him. Brooke. Time to stay and discipline you,” he whispers in an almost sadistic tone into my ear.
“Leave me alone,
