Her cheeks were blooming along with her smile, but she was a good girl, keeping her hands up high.

“I don’t know.”

“Say it,” I told her. “Tell me you want me to play with your cunt.”

I glanced at her exposed pussy lips peeking through a dusting of light brown hair.

She looked so embarrassed. It made my dick throb even more.

“Go on,” I said. “Tell me what you need.”

“Play with me…”

“Say it.”

“I don’t know, I just…”

“Say it,” I said again, and she knew I was serious.

“Play with my cunt, please.”

I could have exploded on the spot to hear those words from...