“Damien….”, I instantly arched up against the bed. It was already midnight but Damien’s fingers were pushing open my lower lips, exposing my flesh to his heated up gaze and hot breath. Every breath and every touch was like a trail of fire. “You so sensitive”, He said blowing warm air against my dripping wet folds.
“It’s midnight”, l whimpered out. “Yes and you already wet”, I felt his finger tips touching my quivering flesh, lathering my sopping juices across his fingers. “Ahh…mmhm”, As soon as I felt his middle finger run over my p***y hole , l instantly trembled like a Willow in the wind unable to control the whimpering cries that were escaping out of my mouth.
He did it for a couple of minutes, not entering me but teasingly running it around my cunt. “s**t! Damien”, When I felt his to
