Finger myself

“Jane, stick your fingers in your, uh, pussy!” Master seems to enjoy my nudity, his eyes bounce between my nipples and twat, his face is flushed. He’s probably hard under those shorts, though it’s hard to tell, Master is so small compared to other men. I dip my fingers between my thighs and start fondling my clit, tensing up each time my fingertip slips between my wet young lips. I wonder if having Master’s dinky dick in my cunt would feel the same.

Even just a mild fingering gets me hot and wet. My vision blurs and I don’t bother refocusing, I let myself gasp and moan, grinding against my thumb like it’s a tiny dildo. I’m vaguely aware of Master flopping his 4 inch cock out of his pants and stroking it, watching me play with myself with intense lust. I don’t care, what Master chooses to do with me is his choice, if he wants to jack off while I masturbate in front of him, then that’s what he’ll do.