She begs for more

“Please, please, touch me there.” Her voice is shaking with her need and desire, built so easily and quickly by this older man who seems to know just what to do to make her body react in this way.

“Where Flis, where do you need to be touched?” She knows he knows the answer, that he is teasing her, making her say it out loud, but she doesn’t care, all she can think of is that she badly needs more from him.

“My pussy, please, touch my pussy” her words are rushed, breathless, conveying the urgency of her need. She almost screams in delight as she feels his hands move around her again, one hand dipping down, a finger curling around so that it presses over her tight slit, gliding over the wetness there.

“Well aren’t you the horny little thing Flis. And so so wet” he tells her, not that she needs to be told, she can feel just how wet and hot she is as he expertly teases her.

The sound of laughter just outside the door briefly reminds her just where she is, how close people are to her naked body, how near her parents are, but as his finger grazes over her lips, all those thoughts are quickly banished and again all she can think of is her need for him, all she can hear is his warm breathing as he holds her, his mouth right by her ear.

She almost sighs in relief as he starts to run his finger up and down her smooth pussy, until an exploring finger parts her lips and finds its way inside her. “Oh fuck yes” she gasps in response.