Deceived

Alisha grappled with Alice's words, her mind reeling at the idea that every woman supposedly engaged in such a tradition of sucking cock through pants at least once in their lives. Was this some bizarre cultural norm she had somehow missed, or was he simply lying to manipulate her?

But as she struggled to catch her breath, trapped beneath him, she realised she had little choice but to comply. With each passing second, her inability to breathe became more pressing than any moral dilemma.

"Give me some space. How am I supposed to pull your cock out of your pants if you keep hovering over me like this?" Alisha complained, her voice strained with frustration.

Alice's smile in response was genuine this time, a glimmer of satisfaction dancing in his eyes as he heard her compliance. But despite his acquiescence, he remained close enough to hover over her, his presence still suffocating.

Reluctantly, Alisha removed her hands from his thighs and tentatively reached for his pants. With tremblin