C58 Trust me?

“Trust me?” I asked.

My voice was hoarse yet gentle. Amia swallowed and then nodded. I gripped my cock and rubbed the tip up and down her folds. A desperate noise fell from her lips as I slapped it down hard against clit. I hummed as I slid it along the wetness that seeped from her. My little wolf liked it when I slapped my cock against her pussy