In truth, the pain was fading very quickly and the pleasure was mounting fast.
“Do you enjoy being fingered, Pam?” he hissed as his expert hands worked their magic between my thighs. 50th birthday party.
Yes,” I sighed, writhing against his firm, exploring hand.
“I can tell.
Your juices are pouring from you.
” His long fingers had left my vagina now and moved to my clit where one of them was making tiny, fast circles around my hard, sensitive core. Black erotic couples.
“MmmmMMMMM YYEEESSSS!” I moaned, my knees weakening quickly.
The waves of pleasure rippling out from my vulva were rocking me bodily.