Kohl climbed into the boat, settling onto the bench and spreading their legs obediently, baring their glistening pussy to me. “You dirty little fucking freak,” I hissed, swiping my fingers through their arousal as I settled onto my knees between their legs. “Are you dripping for me because I hurt you?” I twisted their nipple with my free hand hard enough to make them cry out. “Or because there’s five million people watching and there isn’t a single thing you can do to stop me?”
