Ryan looked with smug satisfaction at Milf's face twisting into different emotions as she realized what she was about to endure.
Her mouth opened and closed in time with each thrust he made in return, letting out small whimpers at times while she let out moans of pleasure at other moments.
"You can't deny me... Please! Give me your seed," Milf pleaded desperately after realizing she couldn't stop herself from saying it, even though it sounded more like an order than anything else.
"You have to say the words," Ryan said, a sadistic smile forming.
"I'll say anything. Please tell me what to say!"
"What were the words again?" Ryan tapped his chin as he licked his lips, teasing her even further.
The torture made her so insanely irrational that Milf remembered a memory from a week ago about a recent conversation with Hannah and how helpless she had been afterward.