If he noticed, he didn't say anything. "You are definitely disrupting my routine, which I normally HATE. But you're doing it because you're Bea and you're curious. And you're curious about me. How could I be upset about that?"
Bea was NOT slowly diddling herself as he talked. Nuh uh.
"You really, uh, don't get much female attention." That little whimper was not okay. Hold that in.
"No. I don't. And you're not just any female."
"Oh, hmm, am I special to you?"
"Very."
His openness and sincerity were adorable. She drove a finger into her p***y, then a second one with an eye on his d**k in his shorts. Her other hand worked her c**t. He stood there, blind but attentive, as she m*********d not two feet away. Drill sergeants would weep at his discipline. She accidentally left out a louder g
