Wayne Robinson
I was taken aback by her words, not what I was expecting her to whisper in my ear. I looked at her and she smiled, I wasn’t able to contain my desire when I pulled her into a passionate kiss. She spread her legs as though to give me the go ahead, “are you sure you want to do this?” I asked amidst our kiss.
“Yes, yes I am.” She answered as she pulled me close and kissed me running her fingers through my hair.
I moved my hand along her thighs, as they slowly moved further up, “Just touch me,” she whined, arching impatiently against my hand. I couldn’t help make either of us to wait any longer. Slowly, I brought my middle finger down and slid it gently over her folds. Love threw her head back.
“Oh God, yes. Keep going.” I did it again, this time my fingertip slipped betwee
