Enthralled, Maeve found herself walking towards Miles who grinned as he grabbed and welcomed her hand , pulling her closer as he guided her hands towards the big erect flesh made spear at her lower body.
She quivered, her eyes shifting from Miles' gaze to stare down as his unbelievably big cock, even without his guidance she would have still wanted to touch it. And so she did.
It felt hard, hot and heavy. Like a soft rubber ball could retain bounce back to its previous appearance once pressed.
Maeve's breathing stifled as she took in the feeling of holding a big cock.
Whilst, in her mind, Maeve was going through a face off.
'What are you doing? Look, he's just a highschooler. Your daughter's mate, besides he clearly just finished fucking your daughter.'
Her principles screamed, but Maeve didn't stop, but instead, just like her daughter, thrill and something twisted bloomed within her.
