Soon, she recovered from her surprise and glared at him, "I have told you not to do that, haven't I?"
Max saw her face, which was red from anger, and realized that he had overdone it, "I'm sorry about that. I couldn't control it because-"
"Because you felt good. Well, I didn't." Jasmine interrupted him coldly. She didn't want to hear his excuse.
Seeing that she didn't attack him again, Max carefully said, "I'll remember not to do this ever again. So, can we continue now?"
"You!" Jasmine was speechless and enraged. 'This bastard can't see anything apart from sex.' She gnashed her teeth, trying to suppress her anger.
"Okay." After taking a few deep breaths, she nodded. Although she wanted to refuse and throw him out, her lust didn't let her.
Max smiled and slowly approached her. Since she was already wet, he didn't waste any time on foreplay. Putting his cock between her legs, he started pounding her. But he wasn't rough or forceful because he first wanted her anger to die down.
