After holding him for a while, Jessica suddenly grinned mischievously and slowly ran her hands over his chest. Mr. Marcus stiffened all over, looking down at his chest. He was wearing a thin shirt, and it felt like there was no barrier as her hands touched his chest. Then, she gently pinched him on the nipple, causing Mr. Marcus to inhale sharply and heavily.
Jessica chuckled softly, seeing no reaction from him. She controlled herself, feeling quite pleased, and slowly moved her hands down, pulling open his shirt and hooking her hands on his belt. Mr. Marcus's eyes darkened as he realized what she was about to do. His whole body boiled with heat, and his blood roared down, his hand gripping the spatula suddenly tightened, almost losing control.
He was both in agony and enjoyment - this feeling of torture was not ordinary. He wanted to tell her to stop, but there was a voice in his head constantly urging him to continue, continue...
Jessica's light kiss landed on his back, tormenting h
