They were already swollen and sensitive, just from what you’d said to me.
Operator 69:
And were you telling the truth about the damp spot?
Were you already wet, Sara?
Sara:
Very.
Operator 69:
And what were you thinking about as you stroked yourself?
Sara:
I imagined that you’d pulled me to the edge of the counter then knelt in front of me…
You ran your nose up my center and breathed in my scent.
And you groaned in satisfaction from the evidence of my arousal.
Operator 69:
Mmmm, I like the sound of that. Then what did I do?
Sara:
You teased me with slow licks before sucking on my clit through my pants.
The suction combined with the friction from the material had me moaning…
Begging you for more.
Operator 69:
I would give you more, Sara. I would give you so damn much.
Did you get yourself off over your pants?
Sara:
No.
With one hand, I pinched and played with my nipples under my shirt…
And then my other hand slid beneath my waistband.
Operator 69:
Fuuuuuuuck
I’m so damn hard for you right now, babygirl. Keep going.
Sara:
In real life, my fingers dipped inside my soaked sex.