“Yes…There…There you fuucking bitch.” She begged, as her shaved head tilted back, banging against the tiles.
Then just as suddenly as it began, Oba’s black eyes blinked once, twice and opened glaring at the white heathen with her fingers inside of her.
The fact that she was as s****l as any human being on earth, did little to quell the pleasure she was feeling. Quite suddenly she realized this is now what she had planned or wanted, at least for the moment.
Mal had told her that the blond was inexperienced. Oba groaned now knowing the f*****g twist was some kinda Time Warp traveler, as she felt her body began to vibrate.
Lowering her finger down, and way, way off the Play List for the night, she wrapped them hard around Mandal’s wrist and in one sweep pulled her fingers out of her body.
