Drip-sturbation: 40 shades of sin
he started, his voice so rough and strained.
But Ria just leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms under her breasts, pushing them up in her tight tank top. “Don’t stop on my account, Dad. Looks like Maya finally got what she’s been screaming for.”
I was panting, my walls clenching around his thick length. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but the way Ria was looking at us, her eyes hungry with desire, and not anger, only made me wetter.
Mr. Collins looked down at me, his stormy eyes dark with lust. “You heard her, sweetheart,” he growled. Then he turned to his adopted daughter. “If you’re going to watch… you might as well join the fun.”
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