“Ahhhh, mmmm… Mr. Bens…..ohhhhh….” I was moaning and groaning as his hardness kept gliding and rubbing my now so sensitive clit. Series of endless cursing flowed out of my mouth. I didn't understand before why he would say such swearing words when I was blowing him off. I even glared at him more than I could count, and he would sometimes see me doing so, but he just looked like he was lost in his own world that he wouldn't even mind me. Now I know! And, I myself cannot care for anything in the world except for the exhilarating euphoria that he was giving me.
"Fuckkkkk! Mis..ter Benson! Oh my god!" I can feel an indescribable, tingly feeling of excitement as divine as to make me feel grateful I am alive. Maybe this is what others call an o****m. An intense feeling of pleasure as series
