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I whined, as he thrust in another finger, moving at a very fast pace as he thrust in and out of my pussy. "Tell me what you imagined," he ordered. His fingers were starting to hit my G-spot and I was already at the edge. "I— I imagined you rubbing my thighs until your found your way between my legs," I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed, as he finger fucked me. "And then what?" He asked. "I imagined you making me cum with your mere fingers," I confessed, and he began to fasten his pace. I closed my eyes from the pleasure and arch my back, granting him more access, as I cum all over his hands.

His fingers moved in and out at a fast pace and I could hear how wet I was, making it easy for a third finger to slip in easily. But then, he separated his fingers inside me and a loud moan escaped my lips. “Daddy…” “Can you take another finger?” I shook my head immediately. Three was enough. While I liked his fingers inside me, the only thing I wanted right now was what was in between his legs. I wanted him to fuck me till my legs gave out. He curled his fingers inside me, hitting my g spot at once. I could not believe it. I'd read about it in books but I didn’t think it was possible. “Speak up, slut.”

“You like when Daddy fucks this tight little pussy with his fingers while the water runs over you? Tell me how it feels.” “It feels so good,” I whimpered, my hips rocking against his hand. “Your fingers feel so deep… please don’t stop.” He groaned and leaned in to bite gently at my neck, his teeth scraping over the sensitive skin while his fingers kept working me. He thrust them harder, faster, the heel of his hand pressing against my clit with every movement. “Such a good girl,” he praised, his breath hot against my wet skin. “Taking my fingers so well. I can feel you squeezing me so tight. You’re gonna come for me like this, aren’t you? Right here against the wall with my fingers buried in

He added a third finger slowly, and deliberately, stretching me wider, curling deeper, hitting that spot that made stars burst behind my eyes. I cried out high, and desperate, nails digging into his shoulders, thighs trembling around his wrist. “That’s it,” he growled against my throat. “Ride my fingers, Red. Fuck yourself on them like you’ve been dying for it.” I did. I rode his hand shamelessly, hips rolling, grinding, chasing the pressure, chasing release, chasing him. He curled his fingers harder, thumb pressing down on my clit with perfect, ruthless precision. I came, hard, sudden, and violently screaming his name, body convulsing, clenching around his fingers like I could keep him insi

Daddy's hand slowly moved down from my breasts to my stomach, to my pussy. He grabbed it and ran his middle finger through my cut. "Oh, daddy..." He massaged my clit until he started fingering me again. I turned on the shower and my lust increased even more as we were under the pouring water. "Fuck, ahhh..." His finger movements quickened and my knees were shaking with pleasure. I could feel my orgasm was already building. I met the thrust of his finger into me. "Cum in my fingers, baby." "Ohhh! D-daddy! I'm c-cumming!" I stutter, as my cum explodes. I can feel my pussy clenching on daddy's fingers while I'm letting out a long moan.

As I watched the woman on the phone get battered from behind, I began to finger myself while holding my phone in my left hand. Holding back my m0ans was really difficult because I was so turned on. I needed to be fvvked badly, and it was very annoying. After a while, I pulled my fingers out of my c00chie and licked them after pushing in harder. I am aware that I tasted really good. I still don't understand why my b@stard ex didn't want to give me my head. My thumb rubbed my cl!t as I reinserted my two fingers, fingering faster. I closed and then opened my eyes again and again.

that was my favorite thong, but all I can focus on is the way his calloused fingertips drag through my folds, spreading my own wetness up to my asshole before circling back to my entrance. “You’re gonna walk with my fingers inside you,” he orders, pressing two thick digits into me without warning. I choke on a moan, my nails digging into his shoulders as he curls them, finding that spot that makes my knees weak. “And if you clamp down on me, I’ll add a third. Understand?” I nod, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he starts to move, his fingers pistoning in and out of me with slow, deliberate strokes. The hallway stretches forever, every step a battle between staying upright and meltin

‎God knows how I've always craved and dreamed of his dick fucking me but I just couldn't bring myself to tell him. ‎I wrapped one of my legs around Damon's waist and ground my needy slit along his hard rod, making him groan loudly. ‎He quickly turned my body to face the shower wall and pushed my legs apart. ‎ He slipped two of his fingers inside my wet, juicy pussy and caressed my swollen nub with his thumb. His fingers worked faster on my cunt as he added another one to it. ‎"Mhmm.. You're so good with your fingers," I moaned loudly as I felt my climax quickly build. Any moment from now and I know I won't be able to keep it in anymore.

My body is craving for her long and slender fingers. My body is trembling with anticipation as im waiting for Eleanor to insert her fingers inside me. I need it. Then Eleanor obeyed my plea, she inserts her middle finger inside me. I gasp as I savor her fingers but it's not enough. Then Eleanor added her ring finger inside me and it was so fucking good. I moaned and clutch on her shoulder for support. Eleanor started pumping her fingers, in and out. Then out of nowhere, Eleanor added another finger inside me.

He found me bare and soaked again, two fingers plunging inside me instantly. “So fucking wet,” he groaned, fucking me with his fingers while his thumb rubbed my clit. “This tight little cunt has been teasing me for weeks. You want me to ruin it, don’t you?” “Yes…please…finger-fuck me harder,” I begged, grinding down on his hand. “I’ve been touching myself every night thinking about your cock.” He added a third finger, stretching me, curling them perfectly while he sucked marks into my neck. I rode his hand shamelessly, moaning his name, so close…