Chapter 14
Layla’s POV
He pulled off my n****e with a wet pop, lips shiny, and looked up at me with that intense stare that made my cunt clench around nothing.
“Stop? Your p***y is soaking through your panties and rubbing all over my c**k right now, girl. I can feel how hot and wet you are. You want this? Or you don’t want it?”
One of his hands stayed on my tit, squeezing and kneading the soft heavy flesh, while the other slid down between us.
He shoved my skirt higher around my waist, then rubbed two thick fingers right over the soaked crotch of my panties, pressing the wet fabric against my swollen c**t and slit.
The pressure made me moan loud, my hips jerking forward into his touch.
He rubbed slow and firm circles, feeling how drenched I was, then hooked his fingers under th
