My First Lésbian f**k (2)
She pressed closer, her hips brushing mine. “Do you feel that?” she whispered. “That is just the beginning.”
I shivered. My body responded before I could even think. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she knew how to make me tremble with only a look, a touch, or a whisper.
“I want to show you everything,” she said, her voice low and husky. “I want you to know parts of yourself that you have never felt. I want you to understand how much pleasure there is waiting for you.”
Her fingertips traced gentle circles along my inner thighs. My hips moved instinctively toward her, seeking more.
“Relax,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “Allow me to guide you. I want you to remember this moment.”
“I want you to,” I whispered. My voice shook, my chest tight, my st
