I breathed a deep sigh of satisfaction as I rested contently on a stool in my room, my mostly bare body by now covered in goose bumps of anticipation, as I held the three-inch-tall Carey in my fist. The meaty tower of my fully erect dick pointed up through the fly of my boxers and toward her as I lowered my hand closer to my lap. I could see her looking over the side of my firmly caged fingers and shivering in my grasp. With my fingers tightly wrapped around her warm naked body, I could feel tiny beads of sweat forming along her thighs and chest. She knew what was happening.
She suddenly looked up at me, pleadingly, the tears still fresh in her eyes, and she sniffled meekly. I saw her little lips part as if she wanted to say something, but I had a feeling her throat had gone dry with terror.
This was perfectly all right with me. After all, she didnt need to speak to be able to do the job I had in mind for her well.
I caught her gaze, figuring there was no harm in humoring her for a moment, and grinned, biting my lip gently in the process before letting my moist tongue crawl its way over my teeth and lick the edge of my mouth.
She suddenly looked up at me, pleadingly, the tears still fresh in her eyes, and she sniffled meekly. I saw her little lips part as if she wanted to say something, but I had a feeling her throat had gone dry with terror.
This was perfectly all right with me. After all, she didnt need to speak to be able to do the job I had in mind for her well.
I caught her gaze, figuring there was no harm in humoring her for a moment, and grinned, biting my lip gently in the process before letting my moist tongue crawl its way over my teeth and lick the edge of my mouth.