Chapter 117

"Don't struggle, little pumpkin. If you keep struggling like that, I...I may hurt you." he gasped, holding back the desire inside his body.

In the next moment, he slid to her pussy, "I will help you get ready. Don't worry."

He took off her pants and knelt down lapping at her pussy with his tongue. Her pussy was already wet. Almost instantly, a fresh stream of fluid flowed down as he stimulated it.

"Ah-" Harper couldn't help but scream out. Her lace panties still swished around her ankles slightly.

He retracted his tongue that had reached into her pussy and patiently licked her clit, kept tickling it hard.

She was so hot and triggered that she tensed up. It seemed like her heart crawled by thousands of insects. Her back was aching on the keys.

"It hurts...," she uttered through clenched teeth.

Wyatt frowned slightly and looked up almost immediately, "Hurt?"