Chapter 88. Teasing
Chad held the camera by a hand while he guided his shaft to rub with enough force to press on my clit. He would slide his cock head every once in a while inside my entrance to check if I was about to reach my orgasm.
"This little sweet thing seems to be the mystical button to press to make your juices flow out of its jar," Chad uttered while sensually torturing my engorged clitoris with his non-stop slapping, rubbing, and circular massage on it. Just to trace the slit down with his cock into my gaping hole. As if hungry, well, I was hungry, one way or another, because I was cock-hungry, and waiting to be fed.
"Teach that sweet thing a lesson, baby, slap on it harder! Please, please, please!" I begged ag
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