My gaze locked onto Julie, her eyes a stormy sea of desperation and desire. Her chest heaved with each ragged breath, her lips slightly parted as she grasped my cock, her fingers wrapping around my cock eagerly.
She bit her lower lip, a soft whimper escaping her throat as she tried to position herself over me, the heat of her pussy radiating against my skin. The sight of her, so wanton and needy, sent a surge of pure, primal lust coursing through my veins.
Every muscle in my body tensed, urging me to claim her, to give her what she so desperately craved. But I held back, drawing on every ounce of willpower to maintain control, determined to tease her and the others just a bit longer.
"Jack, please..." she begged, her voice a sultry mix of urgency and longing. Her eyes never left mine, her desperation so palpable it was almost tangible. I could feel her need, her desire, like a physical caress against my skin.
