I relented to his dominance. Not that I had a choice at this moment, I wanted his touch, I needed it. Now that I had it only served to whet my appetite. If he were to leave now, I would melt into the ground and cease to be.
His finger did not plan on stopping it pressed forward and found my sopping whole.
“God, you are very wet. I don't know what I want more right now, to eat that sweet little p***y or f**k you 'til you scream."
A pitiful moan came out again as I tightened around his finger that was thrusting into me with a slow, deliberate procession. I pressed my hips back against him and widened my stance even more so I could move with his hand.
“Yeah. That's right, baby. Ride my hand," he encouraged me.
Trev ground his palm into my sensitive c**t, and he added another finger to th
