Adonis
I rubbed her p***y through the wet fabric of her thong, pressing my fingers against her clit and back down again, feeling her lips shift under the pressure of my fingers.
She hummed sleepily and pressed her fingers against those soft rosebud lips of hers.
I felt the slippery fabric shift as I moved my fingers in a slow rhythm over her clit, rubbing and pressing it between my fingers. She stirred under me, goosebumps appearing on her arms. Good.
With a deft flick of my wrist, I shifted her thong out of the way and slid my finger into her wet warmth, pressing through the softness of her ass. Her walls gripped my finger as I pushed deeper and slowly slid back out. Again. And again. Over and over again in a carnal rhythm, till she was whimpering softly in her sleep, the soft sounds
