Peter is yours

You place your lips on her neck and kiss and your tongue snakes out and tastes her skin. It's reminiscent of strawberries with the hint of salty sweat and something else you can't quite place. Something sweet. While there you whisper to Peter.

"My price is you. I get to have you whenever, where ever ..." you say and slide your finger into her tight pussy. You sink into the knuckle and meet no resistance. There is nothing but the ridges of her pussy and the patch of her g-spot inside her. And juice...copious amounts of pussy juice.

"Oh god....no one but....Wendy," Peter says, her fist clenching almost painfully around your shaft. She gets tighter and wetter around your invading digit and you start to strum her g-spot like a guitar string. She bites her lower lip to stifle a moan.

"What's your answer?" you ask, your hand flattening against the girl's perfectly bare snatch.

"Mmmm....god yes....never...stop....."