“Another game, Little Star?” his rough voice whispers in my ear, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand. “Do you like it when I chase you?” I whimper, only able to nod. He presses his body harder against mine. I feel his soft cock twitch against my arse. “Careful, Peter. I may just fuck you again, right now against this wall. I’d fuck you so hard you wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week.”
