“Oh, my God, Tristan,” I moaned out as he began to suck on it. He softly pushed his middle finger inside me. I wriggled around on his hand, while he c****d it upwards to find my G spot. He pulled his finger back and forth stroking it, and I gasped with pure pleasure. He eventually pulled his finger out, then re-inserted two fingers.
He carried on flicking his tongue over my bud, first up and down, then around in circles, with the occasional suck for good measure. All of that while he still pounded his fingers into me harder and harder. By then I was wriggling all over the place, the pressure was building inside me and I was about to explode.
“Harder,” I screamed out and gripped the bed sheets tightly.
He pounded his fingers into me harder and faster, while he sucked on my bud.
“Oh,
