Chapter 30-puppy

Lynn's POV

... I have broken one of her clothes yesterday.

Marilyn didn't say no, but she didn't ask. She just sat there on the stool and looked at me. The only foot she was holding was her tiptoe, and she moved uncomfortably, he raised the other one and stepped on my kneeling leg unceremoniously.

She slipped her toes into the bottom of my pants and felt a bulge under my pants. She pressed her feet against the hot object and tilted her head, as if to say, "It's hard..."

Even in the dark, Marilyn was still white and glowing, her eyes full of charm and a gentle glance that made my heart beat like a drum.

The soles of my feet under my belly didn't use much strength, but all my muscles tensed up in an instant, my palms pressed hard, gripping her ankles like iron, and My Adam's apple rolled slowly, holding back as if nothing had happened, he continued to rub his hand under her leg.

At my age, it's only normal to get hard.