… layers of protective clothing, slowly and steadily stroking length in front of her golden gaze, into panties handed to him——how vulgar of her to demand this from him. * 😵💫 )
stay right there, &&* try not to get 𝙩𝙤𝙤 excited for this. if you behave—I’ll do it again for you, ‘Kay? ( unzipping cargo pants at the zipper, unsheathing underlying girth that rest behind..
𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 could jason. she triggered his every muscle, every fiber &&* ——-all it takes is a simple glance at her.
“ ( h—huff.. !! ) ”
oh, and for the record.. he wasn’t going to, anyway. 🥴*
She just can’t help herself! Everything about him made her brattier, wanting him to be rough with her——-a wish he now granted without issue either.
Keep going, she can take him. 😵💫 *
a side—𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 from the Lazarus pit , once his libido is fed a substantial amount ; there’s no telling how rough he can be .. but, she’s proven to be capable of handling him. * ❤️