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“Please what, sassy?”

“Touch me”

“I ah

“My pussy Touch my pussy”

“All you had to do was ask, pretty girl,” he says huskily He slips his hand inside my panties and circles my clit The relief thrustsoff

“Yesss Right there, Ollie”

“Here?” He adds pressure and rubs faster

“Oooh yeah” My body shakes and I bite my lip So close

“Stop sign”

He removes his hand, and I cry out, as my body is denied the last stroke it would take to set me off

“Don’t you dare touch yourself”

Gritting ether to relieve the intense ache

“Not that either Legs open”

I whis wide

“Good girl I proht devilish He knohat he’s doing and that yes, he can back up the talk So I’ll play by his rules to get the reward I’ve never known this level of intensity before My arousal fades slightly, and his fingers return, circling, flicking, and driving hs around his hand, desperate for more