Spicy and Forbidden.
He bit his lips and I moaned at the sight of his full sensual lips curling up for me.
“Look at your nipples, Lenora.” His voice was wet. He was salivating at the sight of me. “They're fucking pointy.”
I looked down at them. He was right. They were huge, red and sore.
I palmed my breasts with my one free hand, caressing it so that he could see.
And when he moaned, slumping against the door, a quarter of my squirt trickled out.
Behind me, Mr.Sinclair slapped my butt. “That's it baby girl,” he purred, “cum for me.”