Luci showed me how to put my hands on him, gripping him tightly as my hand slid up and down his shaft. Luci’s eyes didn’t leave me, watching me as straddled his legs and pumped him. It didn’t just make Luci feel good, but it made me feel good, too. My heart beat could be felt between my legs and my urge to touch it grew stronger and stronger. I whimpered, watching more of the liquid come from his thing.“You can touch yourself, Uriel,” he groaned, sitting up. Let me see you touch your pussy.” My face reddened. He just told me not to touch it. “Touch it,” he ordered. “I want to watch you.” Taking one hand from him, I trailed down until my finger met my thighs. Luci stared at me, watching my every move. I jerked at the sensation but quickly recovered, remembering how Luci stroked it last night.Luci stopped my hand, having me lie on my back. “I love watching you,” he huffed, spreading my leg
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