Julie squirmed slightly to avoid his touch, but couldn't escape Kirk's agile fingers.
"Look at how horny you are!" Kirk pointed to the vaginal discharge flowing from her vagina. "You're so slutty, do you want to be fucked that badly? If I knew that, I would have fucked you long ago!"
As he spoke, Kirk's finger expertly circled Julie's clit, each stroke drawing a soft whimper from her lips. Her muffled cries only fueled his hunger to dominate her, his focus sharpening as he worked every inch of her body, coaxing out her desperate, unrestrained moans.
His left hand gently trailed down Julie's neck, gliding along the curve before gripping her back, kneading it with a firm, rhythmic motion. It was a relentless assault, his hands working in tandem—one distracting her, the other driving her wild, reigniting the fire in every sensitive spot he'd already claimed.
