Ivy felt her own breathing turning rapid.
'He is too big... when the time comes... I wonder if I will..' Ivy's face slowly turned red.
"Silas..." She called out hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper still held the same charm she had when she had moaned his name.
Silas could feel pain in his groin. He was a healthy young man in his early twenties, and having abstained for so long, his resolve to hold on was on the verge of collapsing.
"Hm?" His deep magnetic voice made Ivy's heart tremble.
"Your cock is still poking me... are you not satisfied yet?" Ivy's voice was tinged with shyness, and she tried her best to act confident, yet the slight crack in her voice exposed her true feelings.
Silas chuckled helplessly.
'Does she truly think two rounds can be enough for me?' His lips curled into a smirk. "Baby... you will get used to it."
