"He loves me so much, Sir, but…" she started, but her words faded into a needy whimper as my fingers teased her dripping entrance.
"But what, Nadia?" I pressed, my voice low and commanding while I slipped my fingers under the edge of her soaked panties, finally touching her bare, slippery pussy lips.
Nadia moaned loudly and buried her face deeper into my shoulder, her hot breath panting against my skin. Her massive breasts pressed heavily against my chest as her body surrendered.
"He… he doesn't get hard anymore, Sir…" she finally confessed, her voice breaking into a shameful whimper. "No matter what I do… he can't get it up…"
The moment she admitted it, her pussy clenched hard and a fresh gush of warm juices coated my fingers. She was burning with humiliation and arousal at the same time.
I smiled against her ear and pushed two fingers slowly inside her tight, soaking wet cunt, feeling her velvety walls squeeze around me desperately.
