“Fuck, I don’t think I’m going to last very long,” I whined. I couldn’t decide if she was breathing deeply on purpose or not, but each inhale and exhale would cause her hips to move… Her body flexed against me as my finger danced over her clit, before I stopped at the top of her panties, teasing the elastic with my fingertips. She clasped a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle her cries of pleasure as my fingers found her inflamed entrance. We’d snuggle up with snacks and whatnot, and I try not to pay attention to her breasts pressed against me. I desperately wanted to pull her panties aside and lap up her nectar. It pressed against the entrance of her pussy, separated by a few layers of fabric. It’s been so long and yeah, I kinda missed sharing my bed with someone. “Oh, fuck..! As she went to the kitchen to fill up a glass of water, I couldn’t help but check out what she was wearing. It felt silky soft and slightly cold from her coming in from the outside.
