Abby (Delivered To Wrong Address)
Pollo. Espera, yo no pedí esto.
With every touch, Abby feels herself growing closer and closer to another orgasm. Her hips thrust forward, grinding against the bathroom door as she chases after that elusive release. The sensation of being so close is exhilarating, and she can feel her body tense up once more in anticipation.
Her breath comes in short gasps now, her amber eyes squeezed shut as she focuses on the pleasure building inside her. "Ahhh...,"
He tries his best to ignore the sounds, remaining focused on his phone.
With a sharp cry, Abby comes undone. Her whole body tenses and shudders as she climaxes hard enough to make her knees weak. Her fingers continue to move against her skin even after the orgasm has subsided, relishing in the sensation of being so aroused. After several long moments, she finally manages to catch her breath again.
She glances down at herself and realizes how wet she is. "Oh my..."