Chapter 1008

• Turning back around, she felt him grip both hips hard, then pull, driving the head of his cock back through her thighs and up into her pussy. Open mouthed, she turned and stared in shock at him, silently pleading at him not to stop.
• Reason won out, though, and he stepped back, shaking his head and mouthing, "Fuck... sorry," at her as he stepped back out of view and put himself away.
• Whimpering and pouting at him, desperately trying to cover the loss of composure that she'd suffered, she forced herself to get a grip on things and reached down to wriggle her pants back up. Glancing down, she sighed again as she saw the bulge in his baggy shorts. Shaking her head, she went and took the plate of food into the living room, then quickly came back to the kitchen.