
Gliding my fingers in and out of your tight wet sex. Your moans, your trembles, and your endless orgasms set free against my touch. Taste what I’ve done to you my beauty.
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Gliding my fingers in and out of your tight wet sex. Your moans, your trembles, and your endless orgasms set free against my touch. Taste what I’ve done to you my beauty.

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She knew he had a thing for her feet so she leaned to undress him with her toes. Button by button down the front of his shirt then massaging his rippled stomach before popping open his jeans and dragging the zipper down. He was already thick as she caressed his manhood with the palms of her feet as stroked him off to welcome him home.

I flipped open the chart outside your room to see you were back. You had become an almost weekly visitor now. Always some new ache deep in your body lacking any symptoms of real illness. After a month or so I gave up explaining that is was all in your head. I knew why you were here as any man could smell the sweet aroma of your pooling sex. Now as I enter the room I instruct you to undress. That little innocent smile. You hop up on my table and I give you a detailed inspection. My fingers probing every inch of your body as you leave your little damp marks on the cloth. I watch your eyes widen, your fingers grasping, and the soft shaking moan as you release for me. As you dress I head for the door. “See you next week.”

Feeling you try to kiss me mid moan as my fingers curl inside you and your hips rock against my hand. Heavy breath and fumbling hands trying to grasp on as you tremble.

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.

Babygirl you know I don’t like to be distracted when I drive. Yes baby I know you need my touch. Yes baby I know you don’t like to wait for Daddy to make you cum. Ok my princess open your pretty legs and let me take care of those special tingles.