Chapter 70 What role do you want to play next time?

Nathaniel's warmth pressed against her from below. She was drenched already. Yet, frustratingly, though positioned right at the threshold, he wouldn't proceed further. Celeste wriggled slightly, unconsciously pushing down, allowing him to enter just a bit. But this was barely enough to quench her thirst. Nathaniel watched as she twisted beneath him, standing still, even intentionally pulling back a bit. The slight entry he had made was withdrawn. Celeste looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, almost crying. "Mr. Ford…" Her voice, tearful and desperate with desire, collapsed completely at that moment as she clutched Nathaniel's hand, "Please, Mr. Ford!" "Alright." Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, finally pleased with the response. With a sharp thrust, he plunged in fully. "Mmm…" Her body was completely filled, her longing momentarily eased, while Nathaniel was struck by her tightness and wetness. Both, having held back for so long, almost simultaneously sighed in sat