48-Itch, desire, orgasm

Hermosa thought she was being punished.

"Si...sir?"

She panicked and hastily stopped her small movements, even though they had long been exposed in Brent's eyes, "Don't do that sir, I ......"

"Don't be nervous." Brent stroked Hermosa's sideburns soothingly, "I'm not punishing you, I'm just trying to give myself a little boost. hermosa, you have no idea how good you look when you're consoling yourself."

Brent's voice held an unmistakable note of obsession.

Did she ...... look good when she was masturbating?

Hermosa wasn't quite sure about that.She still didn't understand why Sir was making herself masturbate.

But she was willing to do as she was told. Before she could respond, Brent found something else in the drawer and handed it to Hermosa, as if remembering something. she felt what appeared to be a plastic toy with an end that resembled a microphone. Her face flushed instantly.

"Do you like this? Or have you used it before?" Brent said something teased as if he hadn't seen her shy f