His grey eyes watched me, and his intense gaze only served to turn me on even more. I called his name softly without knowing what else to say as his fingers slowly approached the wetness in between my legs.
“Brandon…maybe we should…stop…” I said hesitantly.
“When you’re already this wet? Are you sure? You’ve completely soaked your panties” he responded as his fingertips began stroking my wetness through my thin lace panties.
“Ahhh…no…don’t touch me…there” I whimpered weakly.
His fingertips stroking my love opening through the thin fabric of my panties felt so good. As if he knew how good it made me feel, his fingers applied more pressure as it pressed against me.
“You mean, you want me to touch you directly, don’t you?” Brandon said knowingly before he chuckled a little at me.
