Samantha kept quiet as she felt the young boy starting to spread the lotion on her.
From the moment she saw him, she had wanted him. When she felt him up, the desire had increased. Yet, she wanted to be the one who was in control so her plan was to get him so turned on from putting the lotion on her that he'd not be able to hold himself back.
Once that happened, she would have him under her thumb. She was confident with her body and had seen how he had looked at her earlier. There was appreciation in his eyes, though she was a bit miffed that no tent appeared in his pants.
So she was going to turn him on so badly and make him wait until he begged for it.
Her lips curled into a smile as she imagined all sorts of things she planned.
Upon feeling his hands on her neck, she sighed. It felt good. At first, it felt like a firm massage that kneaded away all the aches and pains in her neck. Then, it became gentle and fleeting. His fingers seemed to float at the back of her neck.
