Kyle was jerking off, and Ella had a decision to make. She stood there and just watched.
The way he stroked it was slow and gentle, and she wondered if he would handle her that delicately.
The truth was, Ella was starved and needed that sexual release, even if she tried her best to resist the temptation.
Kyle was patient; he didn't rush the process, and this only made her crave him all the more.
It was a smart move on his end because he could have easily had sex with her a couple of days ago.
Ella stood there, and Kyle had a smile on his face. She expected him to feel some kind of shame, but he wasn't backing down.
He wasn't breaking eye contact, and Ella could feel the juices dripping down her thighs.
She could easily walk away, but part of her wondered what it would feel like to have that thing in her hand.
Would it be hot, would it erupt like the night before, or would it wait for her to put it in her mouth before filling her throat with cum.
