Riding in his hip (18+)

Phillip always liked to tease. None of your and foreplay with him was complete without it.

He always needed to torment you with light intimate touches or whispering dirty words in your ear.

But this time he went further.

The lights are off in his home office. Only a table lamp is lit in the room, illuminating a work table littered with papers and two human figures.

Your body is naked and your head is resting on Graves' shoulder. First he touched you, and now he makes you sit painfully on his hip waiting for him to finish his damn job so that you can finally have .

"Be patient a little longer, baby." Phillip wraps his arms tightly around your waist with one hand, pressing you closer, and with the other hand continues to type on the laptop, the screen of which glows in his glasses. "I'll finish and I'll definitely give you some time, I already told you." he whispers in your ear, playfully biting your earlobe.

"But if you're so impatient, why don't you start by yourself? You've already soaked my pants enough with your juices, damn it." the man takes a deep breath, feeling your moisture on his clothes. "Just ride on my hip, honey. I'm sure you're a good rider."