C108 Chapter One Hundred&Eight

Sinclair’s Pov

He stood there, with a fluffy black cuff in his hands, what does he have in mind?, he looks down at my flushed body, as a smirk appeared on his face, “fuck ” a whisper escape my lips, he wont let me climax so easily.

My cunt constrict at the thoughts of what possible position i would be bent in, he leans on the bed, till his warm palm brush against my naked thighs