"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuu-…mmm, I'm sorry, okay? Just-..bloody hell.” Ghost squirmed and whimpered beneath you after being overstimulated for the past hour.

As you moved your hips slowly so that your boyfriend could savor every last bit of agonizing pleasure you gave him, Ghost's brattiness finally caught up to him.

His glossy eyes were fixed on you through his balaclava mask as he apologized profusely for his behavior.

"I’m sorry, babe..I’m so sorry, I’m sorry please it’s too much.."