69 Dripping Fantasies
They fucked harder.
“Come for me baby girl,” Mr Harriot growled, his fingers rubbing her clit while he kept pounding. I watched her body start to shake, and then she came hard, squirting and squirming. I quickly closed my eyes as they finished.
They both got up. Lily headed to the bathroom, Mr Harriot probably back to his room. I took the chance to breathe. I sat up, blinking fast, biting my lip, wondering if it had all been a dream. But it wasn’t.