Thorne's~~~~~~~
Her t**s pressed against me, n*****s hard through her dress, and my breath hitched.Before I could say anything, she rubbed herself against me, her hips grinding, deliberate, her p***y grazing the length of my c**k, teasing the tip.
She smirked, her eyes locked on mine, and circled me like a predator, her body curling closer, heat radiating off her.
My c**k stiffened again, traitorously eager.
Then she dropped to her knees, fast, her hands reaching for me. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft, stroking once, twice, before she leaned in, her lips inches from the tip.
“Kam, I haven’t cleaned it yet,” I blurted, my voice tight, half-warning, half-pleading.
She tilted her head back, her eyes meeting mine, dark and wicked.
“Don’t worry,” she purred, her voice low, drippi
