Isis reached for the zipper of his pants and, without looking away, unzipped it with a firm, deliberate motion. There was no haste, no gentleness. It was a gesture of possession, of absolute control. She began to gently stroke his cock.

“Wow, it’s so hard…”

Alex was on the verge of losing control with those skilled hands. Isis teased him shamelessly, overcome by a boldness she barely recognized in herself. She ran it along her face, pressing his cock against her cheek. With him, she was going b