He pumped his fingers in and out of me a few times, my head fell back against the glass window. My breath came out in shallow pants, my eyes rolled. But then his fingers were gone. I whined, looking up. His eyes were on the road, but his fingers were at his lips. His tongue flicked out, and he lapped my juices from his finger. Without looking, his deeper than usual voice quietly commanded. " Touch yourself until we get there, but do not make yourself c*m," my heart stuttered and something in me sang, like a quiet part of me that was just a dream, just a hope that was finally getting what it needed.
They had both warned me they were dominant in bed. Hell Hailey and her minion had also commented they were. But this was the first time I had seen it and, so far, I loved it because it was exa
