Help Ingrid Out

"Ingrid," you say quietly. "Ingrid." You try again in a normal voice.

She is out of it. Her legs give a little shudder and she gasps as her fingers brush her clit.

This is what massages are all about. Happy endings. Ingrid needs help. She obviously knows what she's doing, but you want to touch her, so you are going with the story that she needs help.

Hesitantly, you reach between her legs and touch her slit, which is beaded with slick, pungent juice.

Careful not to touch her fingers working on her clit, you run your finger up her lips. Her hips move, and her legs tense.

It's a head rush. It's like being on ****.

You gather her wetness on your finger and stroke her slit. She moans quietly, and her other hand finds her boob and squeezes.

She pants and shudders.

You stop stroking and position your middle finger, noticing how she has sped up with her rubbing. Slowly, you push your middle finger into her wet folds.

She is bright red, and her boobs jiggle with her every move.

You hook your finger and rub the upper wall, pushing to the knuckle. Her walls twitch around your knuckle.

Her hand on her clit is a blur. Ingrid's legs clamp together, and the walls squeeze you hard as she orgasms.

It only lasts a few seconds before she relaxes and sleeps on.

You slowly remove your dripping finger, and look down a huge stain on your scrubs from the load that you blew when she came. You didn't even touch yourself.

Ingrid sleeps with the face of an angel.

[ Branch End ]

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