I found myself becoming increasingly lost in his words, a sense of foreboding growing within me. If all of this isn't stopped right here, something undesirable will happen. His words had already permeated my body. Each word he spoke seemed to seep into my very being, evoking a response that I couldn't control. Without even touching me, he had made me wet.
The overwhelming embarrassment washed over me, causing my face to flush crimson and my body to radiate warmth. I longed to disappear, to dig a deep hole and bury myself within it. He said something that made water drip down from my clits, and my body was signalling him to continue what he was doing with me. Despite his assurances that he wouldn't act on such desires, I found myself powerless to control my own impulses.
I wished to grab
