CHAPTER 027 (H)
"Now, before I place Coy in your mouth, I should put these," she took his hands and placed them on his throbbing cock. "—here. Make sure not to leave this pole, if you use your hand to touch me, I will not help you to relieve that pole, this will remain standing until you find someone else to do it for you or you could just do it yourself."
Is she only talkative if she's doing sex?
"Are you listening?"
"Hurry up," he impatiently muttered but he was supposed to say that she should not dare to sit on his face with her filthy cunt. Shit you, you fucking horny bastard! That was all Lyndon could recite to himself.
