As I go over Jud’s big lap and tuck into the softness of his belly, the items disappear from my view, but I know what’s coming next. I know that pain will follow as the testing begins.
His hand is warm but awkward at the start. It strokes my ass for a time and then dives between my thighs where he finds the juicy portal of my s*x. Just seconds, not even minutes pass, and I’m suddenly writhing, feeling desperate as the urgent need to c*m suddenly sweeps over me.
“Ah, oh, oooooh….” I clamp my mouth shut tight as soon as I recognize my cries rising in the air.
Jud’s finger has found my c**t and as he softly thrums the bud. I want to scream. His fingers work both the opening of my v****a were he massages those sensitive inner folds and my plump c******s.
“Hmmm, mmmm, oooo, ssssssssss,
