They distracted you, and my hand was now between your legs again, opening your lips again, two fingers back inside you, slowly starting a rhythm. Your...juices began to flow again, my fingers teasing, drawing them from you. As you got wetter, I slid my fingers out and began to massage them into your clit, teasing it to life. You let a sharp gasp escape, loud enough for our friends at the door to hear, freezing you again. “You had better be quiet, my little slut, or this will end long before you. “What are you?” “Your… insatiable little slut?” I croak out, hopefully. “Mmhm.” A murmur of agreement as you lean slightly forward, and fold your arms beneath your breasts with a pleased smile. “Take off your top.” Taking my time, wanting to please you, I push my collar aside, revealing my right shoulder and upper arm. Then the left, letting gravity do the rest. It slides slowly down my arms to the floor leaving me feeling vulnerable. It’s almost unbearable. Goosebumps freckle my flesh. I. "You were quite enraptured in your sleep, and erm... other thoughts" he continued glancing from her eyes, on which he had maintained a still gaze, to her now still breasts. She glanced down herself, only now becoming aware from her sleep that her right hand was within her own uniform top and bra cupping her left breast. Some of the sensations from her dreams had been in actuality been at her own hand, Glancing further down she was embarrassed to discover the bottom of her tunic was also raised. It worked fine as my tongue danced on her clit, rubbed some of her juices around her little hole. This double stimulation perhaps had been very arousing to her, and she got concentrated on my tongue so much that my finger didn’t matter, she just felt it good. As she got closer to climax, I continued to rub around the asshole until she was breathing heavily…getting very close. It was the moment for me to stick my finger in the little hole just a bit, as far as the first digit, no more. In my.
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