The grin that spreads across his face is evil, maniacal even. “No, my little fighter. From now until the end of the night, I’m going to be a perfect gentleman, and you’re going to keep those soaked panties on so that you remember exactly who you’re coming home with tonight. I can’t have you forgetting who it was that made that pussy so wet, now can I?” He clicks his tongue to the roof of his mouth and winks.
