684 Not A Sex Robot

Tom kept grinning to himself as he slowly made his way to the bedroom to join Lucy.

He wasn't in a hurry. She had asked for it, and she had gotten exactly what she asked for, he thought with a chuckle.

The moment he walked into the bedroom, Lucy who had taken off her clothes already leaving only her pant on, shut the door behind him and pounced on him as she snuffed out his chuckle with her lips.

Although Tom was already very aroused merely by watching her reaction earlier, but seeing how she was naked and in a hurry to the extent of ripping his pyjamas shirt, he became even more aroused.

With their lips still locked, he reached for the waistband of her pant and he groaned when he touched just how wet she was as he took out the egg.

"Lucy…"

"Shut up, and fuck me," Lucy ordered against his lips as she pulled his trousers and briefs down his thighs so that his erection slapped her abdomen.