Chapter 1785 Birthday Whore:>Ep9

• "Please...let me go... I don't want this" Alexis whimpered, her hands on his trying to break his grip, but the old man didn't react as he was just staring into her eyes while sickle fell from his thick lips.
• Suddenly, he started leaning in again, very slowly and Alexis' blue eyes darted from his eyes to his lips and back again, over and over. Terrified that if he kept this up, he'd realise how the biggest weakness to her resolve was to be kissed hungrily.
• "Mr. Jackson...we shouldn't...mmmmmmmhppppppfff!" Alexis whispered as his lips descended on hers and she couldn't help but moan, he was that good of a kisser and to her shame, she felt her soaking wet pussy influence her as she kissed him passionately back.