“What’s wrong? Do you want me to stop?” I asked innocently.

My head was concealed under her skirt, so Vicky couldn’t see the big grin on my face.
The more she struggled, the more I grinned at her frustration of denial. I was grinning so hard that my cheeks actually hurt.
“What’s wrong? Do you want me to stop?” I asked innocently.
“Yes! What? No!” Vicky panted.
I laughed. “Which is it?”

The Vixen The Lust Boat 2 by Anna Dubois

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