Kevin stared at Riya in disbelief as she slowly moved her hand up and down his penis. His carefully laid plan was veering off course again. With a look of feigned shock, he asked, "What do you think you're doing? Stroking my dick?"
"Huh?" Riya acted surprised, abruptly stopping her hand's movement. She blushed and quickly refuted, "I didn't."
"You did," Kevin insisted. Moving his hand between her thighs, he issued a threat. "I'm going to touch your pussy if you don't let go of my penis."
Riya tried to squeeze his hand, but his fingers were already brushing against her bushy vagina. This sent a shiver through her, and she closed her eyes, trying to endure the sensation as she pleaded, "Don't..."
"Then let go of my dick," Kevin said, smirking.
"I don't wanna," Riya replied, slowly getting used to the sensation as she started moving her hand on his penis. "If you don't stop, I'm gonna keep stroking your penis."
