Olivia was just staring at Andrews c**k imagining it rubbing on her. He was right, she had already done worse. She gave up trying to fight it.
"Ok, I guess. Just try to make sure it doesn't go in, ok?"
"Definitely!" He said, still not sure he believed her answer. "Can you go sit on the end of the bed again and lean back on your arms?"
Olivia obediently opened her legs. Andrew walked over with his d**k in is hand and started rubbing the tip of it up and down her p***y, teasing her. It was sending shivers of pleasure through her body - she couldn't believe how good it felt. She was aching for him to put his c**k inside of her, but she knew she needed to fight that urge.
"Can you lay back all the way and then hold your legs up?" Andrew asked, "I think that angle will be better."
Olivia d
