Eventually, she finished the job, l her lips, then turning to me.
'So, shall we f**k here, or do you want do it in my bed?' She asked, a casual smile on her face.
'This is wrong.' I told her.
'What?'
'This is wrong. We shouldn't be doing this.'
'Oh Daaaaad, I think it's a bit late for that now, don't you?' As she spoke, she grabbed hold of my d**k and started slowly m**********g me again. 'I mean, I've already got your c*m in my belly; soon it'll be where it really belongs...in my cunt.' She said those last few words with a deadly serious tone.
I looked at her for a second, then brushed her hand away and stood. Rather awkwardly, I slipped my d**k inside my pants and zipped myself up.
'I can't do this. I just can't.'
I exited the house, Lucy following me. I got in the car, turned on
