I could feel Hannah's trembling hand hovering just above my cock, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps that made her chest rise and fall rapidly. The air between us crackled with forbidden tension, thick with the scent of sex and something darker - the musky aroma of my arousal mixing with the faint floral perfume that clung to Hannah's skin.
[I am not doing this because I want to...]Her mental voice was thick with self-deception, though her body betrayed her words. [But... but...] Her thoughts spiraled with dark curiosity, her fingers twitching closer to my wet cock.
[Yes, but to find whether his cock tastes the same as Mom's juices...]The justification made her pussy clench with shameful excitement, her mind racing with forbidden possibilities.
