[Estela's POV]
[Pitch Black]
"Nngh . . ."
He groaned ever so quietly when I pulled my hand away from his and rubbed his bulged beneath his boxers. It was at rest at first but it didn't take a second before it responded to my loving touch.
"Estela . . . ," he protested, tone in pain. He probably wanted me to stop, yet his pleading voice only enticed me to continue.
I pulled his boxers down together with his briefs, exposing the fullness of his length.
Oh P***!
He's so hard.
And big!
And hot!!
And throbbing!!!
My fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, trying to circle its thickness to no avail.
"Nghh . . ."
He groaned when I moved my fingers up and down while my eyes never left his –– now panting face.
His eyes were intense. His lips quivered. His cheeks were flush as he grabbed my hand, a weak attempt to stop me.
"S-stop . . ."
I moaned upon hearing him plead.
Oh, P***!
