“Please… I can’t do this…” I panted.

Mr. Rowland snickered a little and yanked on my hair, making me look up and away from him as if I was exposing my neck for a vampire.

Instead of biting me, I felt the pressure of his hard cock lessen against my sex, but my relief was only momentary, as his hand cupped me down there and I felt his fingers at the edges of my panties at either side of my crotch.

I tried to close my legs, but he was still between them, so I got nowhere other than giving him a playful little squeeze. I moaned at the feel...