Chapter 1248 Unexpected Side Effects:>6

After a few minutes, she pushed his hand away. Sweat stood in beads on her forehead, in the fine hairs of her eyebrows. Her breasts had grown slick, and Stan felt them up, sliding his hand over them, relishing the silky feel. "You're not done," he stated in a flat voice. He knew what her orgasms looked and felt like and she hadn't had one. Why was she stopping him.