HIS
"Hold still. I'm not done yet."
"I-I can't," I cry. My hips undulate against his face and, at this point, I have no control over my body. The pressure keeps building and just when I think I can't take anymore, Roberto slips a finger inside my core.
"You're so fucking wet," he says, moving it in and out. When he adds a second finger, scissoring them, stretching me, my head drops back. He keeps strumming my clit, alternately sucking on it, and the pulsing between my legs increases.
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