Molly forced herself to meet their gaze as she nodded slowly. "Y-yeah," she croaked out, her voice sounding slightly hoarse. "I'm fine." She swallowed hard, trying to gather her courage and push away the remaining traces of fear. "Let's do this."

With shaking hands, Molly reached forward and wrapped them around their massive cock, feeling its warmth and weight in her palms. She looked up at them, searching for some sign that she was doing it right as she began to stroke them.

Molly closed her eyes as they caressed her cheek, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. She moaned softly, focusing on their touch as she continued to stroke them, working up a rhythm that she hoped would please them. Her body tingled with anticipation, every nerve ending alive and sensitive as she waited for the moment they would finally be together.

With each passing second, her confidence grew stronger, fueled by the knowledge that she was exactly where she wanted to be.