Play for time to think…

“Um, the Robinson… er Robertsons? What did you mean about adoption?” You lick your lips, trying to distract her from.

“Well the Robinsons are after someone young, and they would like a challenge. You’d be their daughter. A real fixer upper. Ein kleine Schlampe…” she caresses your naked ass with a grin.

“Kleine Schlampe?” You repeat, uncertainly

“Oh ja…” she confirms as she nudges your ass to watch you swing, the gentle rocking setting your breasts swaying back and forth… well up and down. She walks around to stand between your spread legs.

“Little slut,” she translates. “Sorry. Spoiler alert.”

“Hey, stop messing around,” you say nervously as your body swings towards her and her finger slips just inside you at the top of your tiny apex. Your eyes widen. “Oh… shit.”

“Language young lady. One must comport oneself with a modicum of decorum…” she pushes again, inefficiently, her finger finding little purchase as it slips deeper with each push.

“One… uh… oh… must?” You find it hard to talk, hard to focus. She’s finger fucking you and it feels finger fucking good.