I should have been smarter than my body’s urges. I should have been more in control of my impulses – but my cock throbbed and I was just a goner. My fists clenched as she fingered herself, her moans spilling past her red lips. The musky scent of her arousal was now heavy in the room and I practically ripped my shirt off my body. Her gaze lingered on my chest and I watched as her hips started to move in rhythm with her finger, chasing her release. Her back bowed and she threw her head back, on the precipice of orgasm.
