One Finger
My eyes stay on yours as it brushes softly across my slightly parted lips then trails slowly down my chin and throat. I gasp and twitch as it moves across my chest, barely grazing each stiffening nipple before sliding further down my body. Goosebumps pucker my skin and a whimper escapes me as it circles my belly button, then briefly slips into the waistband of my knickers. My thighs part on their own and you smirk as it dips between them, running lightly up and down my covered slit and tracing the outline of the growing wet patch.
"Does that feel good?"
You chuckle when I squirm and only manage to nod and bite my lip in response, my breath hitching as I feel the flimsy fabric stretch, and the cool air on my warm puffy lips. It pushes into my aching pussy. Just once, slow and deep, gently twisting and getting soaked in my wetness before it presses against my pulsing clit. My back arches and my mouth falls open in a moan, my hips grinding against it, desperate for some friction. You watch me bucking and panting for a moment, then lean in and press your mouth to my ear.
"Aww my poor little fuck toy, are you frustrated? You should know by now how easy it is for me to empty your head and make your body beg for me. After all, look what I can do to you with just one finger.”
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