If anything, the shame was corrupted into more joy. “Yes,” her voice was so soft that she herself could barely perceive it. Sex His hand stopped moving and his fingers gripped her hair, he did not tug it, he simply let her feel the tension of his grasp. Drool was dangling from her chin and there was semen in her hair. His heavy brow was making him look serious but his eyes were soft. She took the offered seat, curious as to his plans for her and she was surprised when he sat across the large wooden piece of furniture, well out of reach of her. “Yes,” her voice was so soft that she herself could barely perceive it. Sarah removed her glasses and scrubbed them clean with the soft red cotton, setting them to the side, she wiped her face clear, and then went on a hunt through her hair. Oh god was she horny, even after her earlier release. She unzipped her hoodie and pulled it from her shoulders, next came her t-shirt, and then her bra. The embrace pulled her up, unto her toes, and his lips caused sparks to flutter.
