OOPS! I SENT IT TO MY BAD BOY STEPBROTHER !
Snapping the material of my thong against my skin, I yelped, but that’s swallowed or replaced with a moan the moment his first three fingers massage my pussy through the lacy, see-through material.
Again, the heat in my belly becomes almost unbearable, but before we can take things further, an embarrassing, loud groaning escapes from my belly. The sound was unmistakable, like a deep, angry groan of a starved tiger. The flushed, aroused pink of my cheeks is replaced with a deeply embarrassed groan. I slapped a hand to my face to hide my shame, but my boyfriend chuckled instead.
Damien froze, fingers still pressed against my aching pussy. For a moment, the only sound between us is that of the