Does Erica accept?
Erica can't stand it anymore, she needs to cum.
“Please let me masturbate, I promise I’ll get dressed later,” I uttered the words, barely able to contain my abject shame and humiliation, but I wanted to get dressed, and to be honest, I also wanted release from my now continuously present arousal.
“Good girl, now make it count and cum for us, Erica.” Lisa’s wicked grin floated back onto her face, and I closed my eyes before letting my hands do the work as I lay back and began fingering myself.
I let two fingers do their work, as usual, they slipped into my hungry pussy with ease, I could hear the wet squelching sounds, they were practically deafening in the silence around me, soon my moans shared the silence, and I began to lose myself, my fingers pumping away without regard to my dignity, I wondered to myself, if Lisa was to drag me out in front of everyone in the camp now, strip me naked and tell me to masturbate, would I obey her commands to easily?
That simple question, before I was able to answer it, brought me to orgasm, my body tensed up and my hips lifted off the ground, I sprayed my juices out as I let my moans loose, we were in the middle of nowhere, I didn’t need to hold back as I declared to whoever could hear me that I was cumming.
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