Chapter 892 Crazy Anals In Cabo:>>Ep6

• He clamped down onto one of my wrists bringing it down between us and twisting it as he swiftly spun me around, pushing me forward until my cheek was against the smooth wooden door, before capturing the other wrist and pinning them both behind my back. I was breathing hard; the uncertainty of what I had gotten myself into was beginning to excite me. I could feel the dampness in my little white panties as he pressed the hard bulge in his jeans against my ass, grinding against it. He moved so that he was against my hands that he had pinned against my lower back. Licking my lips, my fingers reached blindly to stroke that hard cock through his jeans, the torment of wanting to touch him was palpable within me, even as he limited my mobility.
• "Do you feel something that you like?" he teased.
• "Yes," I moaned. "I do"