Her face turned even redder as she lowered her head, not daring to look at me.
I continued. "When you opened the door, I saw the wet stains on your underwear! Miss Walsh, I'm really uncomfortable here. Can you help me? I promise it will be more comfortable than masturbating." Her hand trembled as she touched my dick. At this point, I didn't need to hold her hand anymore.
Her face grew redder, her body getting hotter.
I cupped her face, making her look at me.
Then I lowered my head and kissed her on the lips, gently sucking on them as I tried to use my tongue to part her teeth.
She tightly pressed her lips together, not allowing my tongue to enter, so I softly said. "Open your mouth."
With her mind blank, she obediently opened her mouth.
My tongue finally went in, entwining with hers vigorously.
Soon, she was breathless from the kiss, making soft moaning sounds in her throat.
Her hands instinctively gripped my dick, stroking it up and down.
