Slowly I bent over, letting my shirt ride up over my ass. I pretended to search the fridge, knowing he had a perfect view of my ass and dripping p***y. Well, as perfect as he could have in the moonlight.
I felt him move closer and put his hand on my p***y, sort of cupping it. "God, you're so hot." he whispered. I kept my face in the fridge and maintained my position. He fingered my wet lips for a moment and then I felt him slide a finger into my cunt and I gasped.
"So f*****g tight too, are you a virgin?"
"Yes," I breathed. My heart was in my throat. I kept thinking that if my mother came in now she would kill us both, but if he stopped fingering my p***y I would die.
"You have a dildo, though?"
"Yes. A small one."
"Still, good practice. You have a beautiful p***y. I've been thinking about it all day." he said, wiggling his finger inside me, then removing it and running his fingers lightly over the lips.
"My back is starting to hurt," I heard myself say. I hadn't even realized it until I said it. I had stood bent over for too long with no support. I suddenly became aware of my breasts hanging free and slightly swaying with my movement.
"Just another minute. I don't have time to f**k you tonight but I want a preview of what I get to have tomorrow."