What do you tell Brooke you want to do?
No chance to reply
The warm grip around your member suddenly becomes less relaxing and more…stimulating.
You feel your breath quicken as you moan, realizing too late what’s about to happen.
You attempt to pull away but to your surprise Brooke grips your little cock a bit tighter and places her other hand behind your waist, not so much pulling you in but keeping you in place.
“It’s okay,” she reassures, “you can let it happen.”
At that you lose control.
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