“Be quiet,” Olivia grunted, struggling against her restraints, her eighteen-year-old ass wiggling deliciously before me. “Or my dad will hear.”
I grabbed her hard by her dirty blonde hair, forcing her head back, arching her back. In the mirror across the room, I saw a look of pained ecstasy on her young face as her pert tits thrust forward. I slid a hand between her ass cheeks, my fingers covered in lube, as I teased her open. She bit her lip.
“You don’t tell me what to do anymore,” I growled in her ear. “You keep your mouth shut, or I’ll shut it for you.”
