She began moaning softly as he continued. She bit her lip, not wanting to give anyone within earshot anything to talk about as Okoye worked his magic on her. Her head was spinning as she groaned against her pursed lips. She rubbed her nipples...
It was true she couldn’t reach the bulb in the ceiling fixture, and at 5′ 7″ standing on the stool from her living room, she couldn’t make up the difference. But at 6′ 2″, Okoye would have no trouble. She briefly thought of the ladder in the storage...
