I groan and push back against him, my eyes rolling as he curves his fingers and massages my walls. I can feel two of his fingers in there, and what lI wouldn't give for a third. He does it again and again until I'm wound right up, but he pulls his fingers free, continuing the sweet torture. He glides
his hand down to my clit and rolls it over the tight, sensitive bud, keeping me right on the edge as my hips jolt with fiery pleasure. Then just when I expect him to line up with my entrance and slam that thick cock deep inside me, he steps away, leaving me needy and unsure.
All I hear is the sound of my own heavy panting as the anticipation of what's to come threatens to end me. Barely a second passes when I hear a soft thud, and before I can try and work out what that was, his mouth closes over my pussy.
