“Yes, ” he whispered into her ear. “we think perhaps you do wish me personally. “

Whenever his fingers forced up against her panties, she felt the moisture of her desire immerse in to the textile. He tucked their hands underneath the damp textile and between her pulsating lips. She gasped loudly and squirmed, but kept her fingers in the cup.

“Yes, ” he whispered into her ear. “we think perchance you do wish me personally. “

“Yes, ” she echoed as their fingers discovered her clitoris and massaged around it. 続きを読む