Fifty one

Donovan stopped his hand from going further, he didn't want to take advantage of her. He knew that she wasn't in her right senses and that she could wake up the next day with regrets.

However, he wanted to make her feel good so that she could sleep and stop tossing over the bed uncomfortably. He pushed one of his hands between her thigh which made another moan fall from her lips. Her legs shook and she held the sheet tightly.

Her lips quivered, and she groaned in pleasure as it rippled through her. His hands slid over her skin with burning desire, conquering every hotness she felt in her body. Her juice spilled out of her, staining her panties, and causing Donovan’s dick to harden.

Gently, he moved her panties, her juice soaked his fingers, and he groaned. Jasmine's entire body paused, pleasure moved over her entire body, and she yearned for him to push his fingers into her. When he finally did, she moaned and groaned and thrashed against his hands.

“Fuck...” she breathed out.

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