‘Halfway’ yet this woman was already monopolizing my lap as if it’s her rightful throne.
When I pointed that out, she simply stuck her tongue and continued enjoying being this close to me. No. She edged even closer that the remaining position she had yet to do was straddling me.
Yep. This girl was definitely something else. Not that I hated it. As a self-aware pervert, the sensation brought about by her seemingly delicate yet well-built body and her round, squishy buttocks were enough to tickle my continuously growing desire for her.
Furthermore, upon closer look, even if the sense of embarrassment surfaced in her mind, she’d just push it down and continue with this. She won’t stop her face from turning red and instead, flaunt it for me to see.
Unlike most girls who’d be almost out of commission from the slightest touch of someone they like, she’d rather face it all and be upfront about it.