33. Satisfying Brent's Lust

Brent gritted his teeth. Then he placed Beverley’s hand on his cock. The touch felt so warm and soft.

He guided Beverley’s hand to move to satisfy him. She was very stiff and seemed to have never, or perhaps rarely, done so. This made him feel happy.

“Is this your first time?” he asked while stifling a growl.

“Uhm... not really. I mean, I was a stupid teenage girl once too,” Beverley said with embarrassment.

“So a guy once fooled you into shaking his cock? Oh, faster, Bev,” Brent whispered while stifling his moans.

Beverley’s face heated up at the sound of Brent’s sexy voice. She couldn’t imagine his expression right now. Perhaps the man would look very seductive and voluptuous at this moment of burning lust.

She awkwardly accelerated her hand movements. Brent growled at the pleasure that ran through the nerves in his body. His hands roamed Beverley’s body and returned to squeezing her breasts.

“Brent, not again,” Beverley whispered.

Brent finally let go of the squeeze. He touched Bev