"Good girl," Paul smiled, kissing her lips, and she closed her eyes, groaning as she grabbed his face, kissing back voraciously, slipping her tongue in his mouth, smearing her spit on his face before he pushed her off of him.

"Get back on my cock," He told her and she nodded, and as he stood up she lunged for his dick, grabbing it and stroking him off with one hand, gently grasping at his balls with the other.

"Paul-" She started, then shook her head. "Sir! Sir? May I touch myself?" She begged, and Paul nodded.

"Mmm, thank you sir," she groaned, pulling apart her bikini strings and tugging it...