No sooner had I had the thought than I heard a ripping sound in the room with us. Looking down at my hands, I realized that it was me. I’d torn the shirt from her. Her eyes showed no fear, just curiosity, but now I was the one who hesitated, the one who feared what my need might do to her. It was raging inside me, and I know for certain that my cock was harder, longer, thicker than it’s ever been.

“I won’t hurt you.” Please don’t let me hurt her. I said ...