“... to touch this sweet wet little p***y of yours,” he says as he simultaneously pushes my panties to the side and slips one index finger right in.
I’ve been trying to hold back this whole time, but suddenly, I hear myself softly moan. It’s like my body is two steps ahead of me. Acting of its own volition. He catches my eye and smirks. The glint in his eye gives me butterflies, and I thrust my hips toward him in response.
Fuck holding back, and f**k self-control. I’m done pretending like I don’t want this.
“That’s it, babygirl,” he coaxes me, slipping another finger into my cunt. “Let go and come undone for me. I want to see your beautiful face come apart all over my fingers.”
I close my eyes and tilt my head back as he brushes his thumb over my c**t. What kind of magic is this man us
