My finger works its magic, sliding in and out of my pussy, slowly at first, but then building momentum as my impatience builds. XXX “You must be one of those rare good girls- good in bed.”
I can’t take it anymore. I can’t help but moan, even though I’m his prisoner. I feel a presence get nearer as I try to fight my way free. Same old shit, different day. I finally let my finger dip into my pussy, finding it incredibly wet and warm. Just who do you use them on?” I don’t answer, and as punishment, he whips me lightly on my ass. One is from a familiar fan. After drying myself, I walk naked to my bedroom. I walk into my house, making a beeline for the refrigerator. I reply back, “No back massage unless you do me first,” allowing the double entendre to play in his mind.
