Chapter 20 Deflowered
- Roxanne’s plump lips wrapped around his thick fingers were driving the Don wild. To be honest, he was using all his self-control not to thrust his c*ck into her mouth. Or push his erect member into her wet pus*y.
- But no, he thought, as she looked up at him, her face flushed with passion, eyes heavy-lidded.
- Ah, he thought, the little girl was getting aroused.