As I locked eyes with the girl, a mischievous smile played on my lips. "You're quite late, you know," I remarked, teasingly.
Tala's eyebrows knitted together in confusion, trying to decipher my intentions. "And?" she responded, her tone tinged with curiosity and a hint of defiance.
I couldn't help but reply, "Well, I also want you to massage my penis while I finger your hole so that we can release at the same time." You see, my encounter with Fiona earlier this morning turned out to be a whirlwind of unexpected drama and incredible moments. And naturally, the cherry on top would have been to receive another soothing hand job along the way.
