Sigmund's fingers—which had been writing down notes—paused a bit, imperceptibly shaky when the tanned man pulled out and made her face the mirror, legs wide open.
His red eyes stayed on her gorgeous body through the mirror, fixed on her leaking slit.
"Do you see yourself?" Hugo asked, licking her ear as he too looked at the mirror reflecting the woman.
Officer Hugo's eyes traced hungrily over her reflection and he could feel his Goliath harden again.
"Aren't you ashamed? Or do you not talk because you wanted this?"
The girl whimpered, trying to close her legs and cover her cold breasts, though to not much effect. "N-No, that's not—"
However, when she tried to move her arms, her back just fell to the table lacking support while her legs were kept open by Hugo's large hands.
She squealed when her bottom was pulled to the edge of the table, and suddenly she found his fingers poking her leaking slit again as if scooping out his semen.
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