Silver nethered her hands on his pants and zipped it open. She dipped her hand into the small opening of his jeans and gripped out his cock. She leaned backward so she could have a view of his cock in her grasp. Her long black hair fell across her face and Dante lifted his hand to her face and tucked it behind her ear. He pressed a tab beneath the chair and it rolled down, making him lay back in a comfortable position so that he could see her face.

She chuckled as a blush crept to her cheek at the sight of him staring at her as she worked...