“Please what?” I slipped one thick finger just inside her tight heat, feeling her walls clench desperately around the intrusion. She was so small, so hot, so impossibly tight. “Please stop? Or please f**k you deeper?”
I pumped the finger slowly, curling it to stroke that sensitive spot inside her while my thumb continued torturing her swollen c**t.
Her breathing turned ragged. “I… I don’t.....”
“You do.” I added a second finger, scissoring them gently to stretch her, preparing her for what was coming in two weeks. “Your body knows who it belongs to,It’s weeping for its owner.”
I watched her face as I worked her,cheeks flushed, lips parted, eyes glassy with unwanted pleasure,the sight made my tool leak pre-c*m into my boxers.
But I wouldn’t take her fully tonight. .I wanted her despera
