Chapter 2
My p***y flooded hotter, soaking the crotch of my shorts so I could feel the fabric clinging wet between my legs.
I reached back with my free hand and stroked his hard c**k over his pants, wrapping my fingers around the thick length and squeezing so I could feel every vein and the way the head was already leaking enough precum to make a damp spot on the fabric.
“s**t, it’s so thick,” I breathed out, stroking him slowly and firmly while he kept mauling my t**s with both hands now, one on each, lifting and squeezing them together so they spilled over his fingers.
“You’ve been walking around school with this fat c**k and thinking about me? Tell me what you want to do to me, Ethan. Say it dirty.”
He was breathing hard, his hips pushing forward into my hand like he couldn’t hel
