His Prey
Ongoing · Leigh Frankie
Her hand moved slowly, exploring the length of him, fingers tracing the thick vein along his shaft, the smooth head.
“Fuck, that’s it. Just like that.”
Del’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening slightly around him, her touch growing bolder despite her shyness.
“Goddamn, Del,” he growled. He guided her hand, showing her how to stroke him. “Keep going, just like this.”
"You should be ...
“Fuck, that’s it. Just like that.”
Del’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening slightly around him, her touch growing bolder despite her shyness.
“Goddamn, Del,” he growled. He guided her hand, showing her how to stroke him. “Keep going, just like this.”
"You should be ...


















































