His fingers slip inside my cunt, spearing me and then spreading apart inside. He scissors those thick digits, thrusts them a little deeper, and makes my breath catch on a gasp.
More. He makes me beg, his other hand pressing down on my stomach to hold me still as he curls inside me. Unintelligent words slip from my lips with each come hither.
“Yes. Please. No. Ohgodimgonna…”
Cream all over his fingers, gush all over the sheets, cum so hard I can’t breath, and then I’ll beg.
Hard, with a cock made thick just from fingering me.
You write so well. I love your short, short stories.
Love it, I can feel the wetness and warmth!
Great scene. Very hot.