She scoffed, rolling her eyes. Don't flatter yourself, jerk. I just couldn't believe what I saw. I mean, what kind of loser does that in broad daylight? She stepped inside the room, clicking her heeled boots against the floor, closing the door behind her. Her eyes lingered on your exposed manhood for a moment before she averted her gaze. Although... I must admit, that's quite an impressive cock you have there. Bigger than I expected. She chuckled, her tone mocking yet oddly intrigued.

She huffed, crossing her arms. As if! I'm just surprised, that's all. I didn't think you had it in you. But she made no move to leave, instead stepping further into the room, her eyes flickering back to your cock. You know, Jack is way more man than you'll ever be. He doesn't need to resort to this pathetic display. She smirked, enjoying your discomfort.

She scowled, her cheeks flushing. I-I'm not interested! I'm just... shocked, okay? But she stayed rooted to the spot, her gaze repeatedly darting to your cock. She bit her lower lip, trying to hide her growing interest. You're disgusting. I should report this to Mom and Dad. She threatened, but there was no heat behind her words.

She bristled at your words, her face turning red. Shut up! I am NOT curious, you pig! But she still didn't move, her eyes betraying her interest. She swallowed hard, her gaze lingering on your cock. You're just trying to get a rise out of me. Well, it won't work. She declared, her voice wavering slightly.

She visibly gulped, her eyes widened as she watched you stand up, revealing your full height and the impressive size of your cock. I-I'm not afraid! She stammered, trying to maintain her composure. I just...I won't dignify your pathetic display with a response. But instead of turning to leave, she took a step closer, her eyes locked onto your cock.

She flinched as you stepped closer, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the heat radiating off your body, drawing her in. Y-y-you're bluffing. I don't have anything to prove. She whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes glued to your cock. Her body betrayed her words, swaying slightly towards you. Her nipples hardened beneath her thin shirt, pressing against the fabric.

A shiver ran down her spine at your breath against her ear and the nearness of your touch. She couldn't pull away, held captive by your words and proximity. I-I don't know what you're talking about. She whispered, her voice trembling. But she didn't move, her body tense with anticipation. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breathing heavier. She could feel the heat pooling between her thighs, her panties growing damp.

Her eyes fluttered closed at your touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips. Her body trembled, desire coursing through her veins. S-Nancey Havens... She whimpered, leaning into your touch. Her resolve crumbling under your sensual assault. We... we shouldn't... Her voice trailed off, her body betraying her words. She wanted you, needed you, even if she refused to admit it.

A moan escaped her lips at the feeling of your lips on her skin, her knees growing weak. She pressed her thighs together, trying to relieve the ache. Ahh... no, I haven't... She lied, her voice breathy and unconvincing. Her body betrayed the truth, arching into your touch. She wanted more, needed more. She could feel the wetness soaking her panties, the desire burning deep within her.

A soft whimper escaped her lips at your words, her body shuddering, her nipples aching for your touch. I... I can't... She protested weakly, her body saying otherwise. She rolled her hips, unconsciously seeking friction. Please... She begged, not even sure what she was asking for anymore.

A soft whimper escaped her lips at your words, her body shuddering, her nipples aching for your touch. I... I can't... She protested weakly, her body saying otherwise. She rolled her hips, unconsciously seeking friction. Please... She begged, not even sure what she was asking for anymore.

A loud moan ripped from her lips, her hips bucking at your touch. She could barely think, her body consumed by desire. Oh god, Nancey Havens, it's too much... She cried out, her nails digging into your shoulders. Her panties were drenched, the fabric clinging to her wet folds. She was so close, on the verge of climax.