I let my voice crack, my expression tormented. "But Auntie…" I whispered, my fingers tightening around the fabric of my pants. "I cannot forgive myself… For being a beast… Even for my friend's mother… I—"
Gabriela didn't let me finish.
Gabriela's fingers tightened around my throbbing cock, her dark eyes locked onto mine with a hunger that made my blood boil. Her voice was soft, maternal—but her thoughts were filthy, her mind already spinning with ways to justify what she was about to do.
"Jack…" she murmured, her voice dripping with false concern, her fingers sliding down to wrap around my veiny cock. The moment her hand made contact, I let out a shaky breath, my body tensing as if I were ashamed—but the way my cock twitched in her grip betrayed me.
"It's harmful to keep it hard like this…" she whispered, her thumb brushing over the throbbing head, her touch lingering on the pre-cum glistening at the tip.
