Abigail
Teasing Finnegan had to be an extreme sport. I would pay for it later, but the thrill was amazing and I didn't mind driving him crazy.
A wild Finnegan knew how to pound my pussy good. Besides, I was going to win this bet.
I kept my eyes locked on Finnegan the entire time, biting my lip as I slowly fucked my pussy with two fingers.
The wet, filthy sounds of my slick fingers pumping in and out echoed through the luxurious cabin over the hum of the jet engines.
He was barely holding it together, and God, I loved it. His jaw was clenched so tight I could see the muscle ticking. His emerald eyes were dark with raw hunger, chest rising and falling heavily.
His massive bulge twitched visibly against his pants with every moan I let out.
"Mmm… fuck, my pussy feels so good right now," I purred, spreading my thighs wider so he had the perfect view of my fingers disappearing inside me.
