Ivonne’s POV

I knew he was going to be big from the bulge I had seen in his briefs. However, “holy shit,” I clamored with wide eyes of wonder at his pulsing dick.

The urge to sit up and wrap my fingers around his thick length was strong as my mouth watered at the sight. My attention drifted from his hardness to his face and noted his smirk as he caught me staring.

In the moments it took me to act on the urge, his left hand slapped my hips as his gaze held dominance while his palm slid ...