Lillian's POV
I kept plastering kisses on Michael's neck, riding him slowly and feeling his bulge rising gradually. I've missed him so much, and I was so stunned when I saw him and Mom.
I never expected them to be back so soon but I was glad they were back, glad that he was back and back for good.
“Lillian, this isn't right,” he said, holding me by my shoulder and pushing me off him, preventing me from kissing his neck any further. “Can you please get off my thighs?” He asked, his gaze fixed on my shoulder and I sensed he was avoiding my eyes.
I was not ready to let him go, and I so much craved his touch. I wanted those huge hands to play and caress my b**bs while uttering how tight my p***y was to my ears.
I removed my tank top swiftly, and I started at him, his eye suddenly growing
