She exhales, rough and ragged with want as he strokes over her shoulder, trails his fingers up and down her spine.
She shivers, chuckling low at his 'warning'. "In that case, I will take my time riding your fingers."
"So good," she gasps. The slow, lazy, rhythm is winding her up slowly, not putting much strain on her body.
She doesn't speed up as she can feel the pleasure building, not this time. He can tell she's close though, by her heart, the myriad of pleasured sounds she's making, by how the muscles of her cunt are quivering around his fingers.
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Date: 2024-08-15 01:28 am (UTC)She shivers, chuckling low at his 'warning'. "In that case, I will take my time riding your fingers."
"So good," she gasps. The slow, lazy, rhythm is winding her up slowly, not putting much strain on her body.
She doesn't speed up as she can feel the pleasure building, not this time. He can tell she's close though, by her heart, the myriad of pleasured sounds she's making, by how the muscles of her cunt are quivering around his fingers.