When he tries to get up, I straddle his chest and shove his face into my jean-clad crotch, throwing my head back when his nose rubs my cock through the fabric. “What the fuck?” he says breathlessly, eyes glazed when I let go of him. He slaps my thigh hard and tries to squirm out from underneath me. I don’t let him though, instead, tightening my thighs to hold him in place.
