C235 Punishing and Tasting Me

“Ahhh! Ahhh…it’s…ahhh…” I cried out as his fingers expertly stroked my swollen clit.

His fingers pressed a little roughly on my little pleasure seed before he stroked it in fast circular motions. My hips began thrusting up and down as if begging him for more of his attention. My both writhed on his lap while his foot hooked behind my ankle to push my leg spread even further apart