CHAPTER 8
I reached out and let my fingers collide with his c**k. The fingers of both hands glided up and down along the smooth surface of his erect instrument.
"Keep your fingers working," Vic sighed, "oh, those are great movements, darling. Keep your fingers going. Oh, beautiful, yes, oh, I like it. I like the hot action. Keep your fingers moving. Oh, move them, baby, that's the way to do it."
His ass cheeks danced back and forth as he enjoyed the thorough strokes that I put forward with my Penetrating fingers. All the while I was pushing his c**k to an ever-greater point of ecstasy and excitement.
"I've got to get off," he said. "Turn loose; baby. I can't take any more of those wild stabs. You're just too much, sweetheart. Oh, your fingers are doing such a beautiful job."
When I
