“My family is right downstairs,” he replies, glancing toward the door. “Then stay quiet.” Slowly, I move to my knees between his legs, and I feel him tense. “What—what are you going to do?” “I’m going to take care of you for once,” I reply. He stares into my eyes with trepidation as I move my hands to the waistband of his pants. I carefully slip the button through the hole, and my cock throbs in my pants when I think about having his hard length in my hand. I want to be his reckoning. I want to be the one to make him come undone. His hands grip the chair as he watches me. “I can’t do this,” he
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