Daryl gets sneaky

In the position that Lauren was in, between the struggling and everything, Daryl had her to where she couldn’t fight back much, with one hand he was using the towel to rub her butt and back, but with the other as he repositioned his hands for a better grip, his bare finger grazed her bare little slit. Lauren’s eyes bulged as she felt it.

“N-no, stop,” Lauren cried as Daryl didn’t move his finger and instead used it to spread open her lips as he finally won and put the towel between Lauren’s naked lips.

By keeping his finger in its position, and rubbed her labia and grazed her clit.

Lauren looked at Daryl who had a big grin on his face. Lauren struggled as she felt him continue to touch her lips, and even going a little bit deeper. And then her hand as she was struggling brushed over Daryl’s own crotch which bulged out.

Lauren’s face recoiled as she realized Daryl had an erection. Her face twisted in disgust as she realized he was hard for her. And yet in someway it was comforting for Lauren to know that there was a guy happy to see her naked.

“You’re still wet,” Daryl said. “It seems this towel isn’t working.”

Lauren watched as Daryl grabbed a different smaller towel. A little washcloth that was paper thin. Lauren gasped as Daryl with the wash cloth rubbed her front to back his finger gliding along as he guided it to the “wet” parts. “W-wait,” Lauren said realizing that Daryl wasn’t going to stop until she was dry. “I-I’m not wet because of the water…”

Daryl stopped and had a big smirk on his face. “What do you mean? Why are you wet?” Daryl said. “Do you have to go potty?”

“No,” Lauren whimpered in humiliation not wanting to answer the question as Daryl asked.

“Then why are you still wet?” Daryl asked.