Yes, beneath her soft-furred mound, the lips of that untouchable young p***y gleamed soft and moist and already slightly parted in their girlishly whorish excitation. She was dilated enough, all of her own accord, that he could even see inside of her, pink and smooth and slick. Slick? No, soaked was the word, for the very bottom of those plumped-up labia nearly dripped with her ready lubrication. This excruciating tease was perhaps almost as much for her as it was for him, Garrett realized excitedly, for clearly her hungry body now was ready for anything. A finger or two or three, a tongue that flopped and wallowed and rolled, the great swelling shaft of a congested phallus swollen thick and bloated and oozing in its need—nothing would be too much for that ravenous pink pit of delights, no
