As You Please

"Ah ah, don't think about it woman. You are mine to explore now." Brantley held her legs apart as he warned her.

Brantley flashed her an evil mischievous grin.

"We have all morning, my love." Brantley smiled.

"I…." Mila started.

Brantley drove a finger in her cunt.

She immediately swallowed her words and replaced them with a moan.

"You were gonna say something?" Brantley taunted. He looked up and asked.

Her view became blurry for a moment. She shook her head to clear her mind. She mustered a good amount of saliva and swallowed it to damp her patched throat.

"I was gonna say that…hmm …well…" she tried to remember what she had in mind but Brantley's movement of his finger in and out of her slowly was really distracting her.

She raised her hips and began slowly grinding her waist to rhyme with his movements.

He knew that she was trying to relieve herself.

He had no intentions of making that happen.

She had tortured him for this past months, now is his turn to get back at her.

"You still