My fingers slowly circling your tender petals as you lean back against me.  Feeling your touch lay against my hand as I take my time stroking your aching core.  “Tell me what you crave” whispered to your ear as you whimper.  I know you are close my the sweet juices clinging to my fingertips and the way your hips begin to press.   “Does my pretty baby need to cum for me?” No words just a nod and bite against your lip as you feel it rush through your body and splash against our laced fingers.