TEMPT ME, MASTER
Jane whispered, her voice breathless, tinged with longing.
Eric leaned closer, so that she could feel the warmth of his body behind her. “I want you to focus,” he murmured. “Focus on my voice, on my hands, on how I make you feel.”
Her body responded immediately, arching slightly as if seeking him out. She closed her eyes, letting herself sink into the sensations, into the anticipation that pulsed through her,her pussy has started becoming wet yearning for Eric's big hammer to fuck her die .
“You feel that, don’t you?” he asked, his hand now pressing slightly against the inside of her thigh.