C52 Uncontrollable Ecstasy

Ahh…that’s not the point at all! I wanted to tell him, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything else besides his fingers on my nipple and the fact that his other hand had begun running down the plain of my stomach. His kissed my lips as his hand parted the fabric covering my legs. His warm hand touched my thigh and I whimpered into his kiss in response.

Slowly