Scaramouche

This was agonizing. You sat on scara's lap, taking it deep, it was touching just the pinnacle of your depth. He was too busy focusing on his video game to start thrusting, so you were left to deal with it.

Or perhaps he was doing it on purpose? He did enjoy teasing you after all. He feels you squirm on his lap and lets out a soft breath before holding your hips firmly.

“Stay still. This shouldn’t be hard for you.” He says with a stern tone. It’s been 20 minutes, how much longer...