I have no will of my own at this point. I want him in every way a woman can want a man. I want him inside me most of all. My pussy throbs in tandem with my heartbeat. I’m a slick mess, and not just from the oil he’s putting on my body.
“’Gonna coat your mound, baby. Any objection?”
I shake my head. His fingers brush over the tender flesh. Someone groans. Maybe both of us.
“You are so fuckin’ beautiful. Soft.” His fingers part me. “Ready.”