Novel & Cerita Mujeres Metiendose El Dedo

Make more of us. I tried to pull down her panties, but she held onto it. Fine. I pushed it aside and let another finger inside. She moaned as I moved in and out deftly, my tempo matching her whines. She was one of those screamers, and I wanted everyone here to know who she belonged to. Slowly rising to my full height, my body arched over hers.

I immediately covered my private parts with my hands. "Drop your phones in here," she said, pointing at a small bowl on the desk. The other women stepped forward and began placing their phones inside. "What about yours?" she asked me. "I don't have a phone," I replied bluntly. "Okay then, go stand close to the wall and put your hands on it with your back to me," she said as she put on rubber gloves. I gulped and followed the other women, feeling completely exposed and vulnerable. Her footsteps rang in my ears as I felt her by my side, and I winced as she performed a search on the first woman, finding something hidden.

“Without hurting her?” “Yes,” She takes out a set of tools from behind the counter. “Put your hand here. She puts on a pair of glasses and bends down, my hand under what looks like a big microscope, a sharp tool in her hands. “Now don’t flinch.” “That’s going to be difficult to do,” I hiss, feeling the ring burn. “Max?” My mate nods, “I’ll hold your hand steady.” I take a deep breath as Max holds my hand tight in his, an almost painful grip as the woman begins. The whirring of the tiny blades makes me hold my breath.

I need no more encouragement. I stroke her folds and then gently push a finger into her. Her response is overwhelming. “Yes, yes, yes, Zane, move faster now,” she whispers urgently as she starts riding my finger fervently. And I do exactly as she asks, then add another finger. Her eyes roll back in ecstasy, she's now on her elbows trying to get as much of my finger into her as possible. And then I think she's done this before, my mate seems to have attempted to satisfy herself. “Did you do this to yourself before, Mercedes?” I ask softly. “Sometimes,” she confesses breathlessly.

The woman on screen moaned softly as he teased her with his fingers, drawing out slick sounds that made my thighs press together instinctively. My hand slipped beneath the loose fabric of my clothing, tracing lightly over my stomach before dipping lower. I was already damp, my folds swollen with anticipation. I started slow, just as Elias had taught me—circling my clit with feather-light touches, letting the video’s soft gasps guide my rhythm. My breath hitched as I dipped two fingers inside myself, feeling the tight, wet heat that clenched around them. I pumped them lazily, curling upward to brush that sensitive spot while my thumb continued its gentle assault on my clit.

“Your system demands my fingers deep within your core, doesn't it, little vixen?” “Please.” The plea was broken, breathy, and entirely submissive. “Expose the route.” Zero hesitation remained. My spine straightened further as my secondary hand moved down, forcing a manicured finger directly into my dripping center. Slowly, I extracted the digit and buried it deeper against the tight walls. “Fuck, your territory is entirely flooded.” He advanced three paces, the phone angled sharply to capture the wet mechanics of my self-mutilation. “Introduce a secondary finger.”

She continued fingering herself with her three fingers, my long tongue moving round my lips, while it reminisced on how good she had tasted. “Now take in another finger.” She stopped fingering, she bite her lower lip and looked at me, her mouth curving and desperate to safe the safe word. “C’mon baby girl. You know you can take it all in. Do not be a softie.” “She hugged at me and added tow more fingers, this time her five fingers into her pussy howl. This was my first time seeing someone fist herself and it was such a delicious site. Her whole ducked fist entered and she moved it, probably enjoying the moment because she shut her eyes and moved erotically.

“With your mouth woman!” My body burns at his words and I think I may go blind from excitement. I have never been with a man so in control and so sure of what they are doing. This is nothing like I have felt before. One by one, I take each finger into my mouth and begin to rid them of the rings that adorn them. Before I pull out any ring, I wrap my lips around the length of each finger and trail its sides with my tongue. I stay on each finger, sucking and licking until I hear a low growl emanate from Alden’s lips and then I go to the next. When all ten fingers of his are free, I look up at Alden, ready for my next instruction.

That was a meager mercy, though, for Mina could use that single hand to devastating effect. Somehow her fingers managed to hit Nadine's most sensitive spots with pinpoint precision. It was already bad enough when she was spidering the balls of Nadine's feet with her nails. Nadine must have bitten dents into the dildo in her desperate attempt not to howl out from laughter. But then Mina wriggled a single soft fingertip up and down Nadine's arches, and she completely lost it.

instructed her, and soon after heard her moan louder. "Slowly get to the tip, take your thumb and then go down the length again," she ordered, and I did as she told me, imagining it was her hand "Step up the pace," she said. "You too and add another finger". I groaned as my hand moved faster and harder, and I heard Maya moaning endlessly on the other side of the line.