"S-stop... not... here... please..." I gasped, grasping tightly onto his neck as he fit a third finger inside me.
Dameon groans softly as he rocks my hips against his hand, his fingers prodding against my prostate as I hold back my moans. "Nnnhhaa.... D-Dameon... N-not here..." I gasped breathlessly, clasping loosely on his neck as he tugs my hair forcefully back and catches my lips in a kiss.
"Haa... Nngh... Mnnh..." he kisses me sloppily, leaning me down onto the seat as he starts stroking my phallus with his hand.
"Look at that... you like it? Haa... It looks like you're about to... haa... explode..." Dameon chuffed, teasing the sensitive tip of my phallus as he rubs it against his palm.
"Haa—! Ah... S-stop...! I can't... take it...!" I gasped, grabbing his wrist as I shook my head in plea.
"You want to cum?" Dameon purrs, his voice devilishly mean and laced with lust as I pried open my tear filled eyes.
