Harry moved his hand to change gear and then he placed right back there when he had done so. ‘But is that really what you want? For… I don’t know… for your status?’
Anne shook her head. ‘What status? Harry, stop the car and f**k me.’
He moved his hand and moved it to her lips, stroking them. ‘We’re nearly home,’ he said, while she began l*****g his fingers. ‘So… if it isn’t for the status… then why?’
‘Because… I would like to be… something… for you…’ she moaned, continuing to lick him.
Harry opened the automatic gate and he went up the driveway. He turned off the engine and opened the car door.
‘Come on,’ he said and he dragged her out of the car. ‘You are something for me. You are my habit, okay?’
Anne squeezed his crotch with one hand and she felt he was hard and warm. Harry took h
