He tries, but she has other ideas

He just ignored the touch her her thigh and kept watching the movie. She did the same, thinking he might not be interested, but after the woman killed her lover in the movie, her thoughts returned to the images from the movie, except Taryn was bouncing on top of Brandon and not the actors. She looked down and saw the bulge in his pants. So, he was excited; he must just be worried about fooling around with the sitter. She decided to make sure he knew what she wanted. She reached over and ran her fingers along the inside of his leg toward his tented lap.

Brandon stiffened at her touch, not wanting it to stop, but not wanting to react to it either. Her hand found his stiffness and stroked it through his pants. He shuddered, and slight moan escaped his lips.

When she heard his moan, she knew she had him. She rubbed harder on his cock. She could feel his dick was pretty big, and it was tight against the cloth. She slipped her hand up and started unbuckling his belt, and then she deftly unbuttoned his pants and lowered his zipper. She started caressing him through his boxers.

He was completely absorbed in the pleasure Taryn was causing on his manhood. Her delicate fingers and light touch had him as hard as a rock. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

She watched his resistance collapse and his body relax into what she was doing. She got bolder; she stuck her fingers into the opening of his boxers and fished his rigid member out. She gasped at how big and hard it was. She squeezed it gently, and Brandon groaned louder, his hips rising to slide his organ through her hand. She stroked up and down his flesh, increasing her speed as she proceeded. A small drop of precum fluid formed at the slit. She spread it around his skin and was able to go quicker.