Kuri's face was red. Anger still sat in it, on the surface, mixed with something else.
"What do you want, perv?" she said. Her voice came out rougher than she intended. "Keep staring at it? Do you want me to piss on you?"
Lor unzipped his pants without hurry.
His cock came free at once — already hard, thick, the head slightly flushed and glistening at the tip. He stayed sitting. He tapped his own thigh twice with two fingers.
"Come sit here."
"No. I'm not doing that."
"The deal was you give me your holes," he said. His voice stayed even, almost calm. "That means they go where I want them. Right now I want them on my cock."
Kuri's face scrunched.
Her mouth opened like she was about to curse him again.
Between her legs her pussy had gone noticeably wetter. She could feel the cool air against the slickness. The heat in her lower stomach pulsed once, harder.
"…Fine. I am a person who sticks to her word"
