Passionate Comforting

My inside wouldn’t stop quivering and I knew that my body was frustrated from being robbed of the joys of orgasming although I was already so close. I swear that I didn’t have something like this in mind when I accepted the designer’s suggestion to insert a slit all the way up to almost my hips into the dress for the event. Bradon slid my panties off of me before discarding them on the floor.

“Spread your legs…” Bradon instructed as his hands moved to pull my thighs apart.

The dress parted and flew away from my legs as if it knew what it was supposed to do in such a situation to not get in our way. I felt my pussy being stretched opened as Bradon spread my thighs widely apart while he stood in between my legs. I could feel my core heating up even hotter than before as my pussy clenched in anticipation of what I knew was going to come next.

“Let’s see how long you can stay sitting up,” Bradon said in wonder.

He grabbed my thighs and yanked them even further apart. I cried out in a mix