Passenger Pleasures Herself In The Backseat Of A Cab

Be here, now, concentrate on this, damnit! He opens his eyes and meets mine, then gives me that shit-eating grin that is never seen except at times such as this. Ja, he does that now. I do not even know the rest of what I have started to say. Gonna make you feel it.”
His voice is almost a growl now. It can mean life or death. By now, I have opened my eyes and begun to squelch the emotions that had clouded my mind. Maybe he thinks it will fix the misunderstandings that we have been having lately. Not the usual procedure. With four fingers up my ass already, he is clearly not referring to the sport. Logan’s fingers are far from being dainty and small, so by the time he starts probing with his fourth finger, I can feel it as a bit of a stretch. But I have never had anyone actually give me one.