CHAPTER SIXTY ONE: Carrot and the stick.

　　Quinn spread her legs ready to welcome Henry's length.

　　He smirked when he saw her eagerness.

　　He placed his tip at her entrance, and rocked back and forth. His actions were teasing, and soon Quinn began getting impatient.

　　"What the hell are you doing? Go ahead and fuck me... What are you waiting for?" Quinn hissed irritatedly.

　　Henry chuckled,

　　"I will only fuck you on one condition." He continued teasing her.

　　"What condition? Can't you just fuck me now, let's talk later?" Quinn tried moving her body. He was hard, so why was he acting tough?

　　"I want to see your daughter." Henry declared.

　　Quinn was quite amused. Was he trying to lure her into agreeing?

　　She remained mute, with an obstinate look plastered on her face.

　　Henry thrust into her without warning, and just as Quinn was about to close her eyes in pleasure, he pulled out again.

　　Quinn glared at him. It seemed he was serious about his condition.