Carl plucked his fingers into her. With a devilish smile on his face, he increased the pace of the thrust, building her arousal and fingering the daylight out of her. Amanda grasped the sheet, rolled her eyes and cussed him for making her fall into this sinful temptation.

Carl's thrust was driving her insane and he isn't willing to stop any minute. Amanda hated herself for falling into his trap. She wished to stop him before it became late but then, her body couldn't resist Carl' touches.

“Car!” With gnashed teeth, she moaned with her grip on the sheet tightening. Carl raised his head to stare at her, a smirk...