Novel & Cerita Mujeres Metiendose El Dedo

'What the fuck is this woman talking abo—' my mind stressed, but was cut off in an instant. I gaped when suddenly she moved, her duvet falling off the floor effectively showing the slenderness of her legs. My skin hairs stood on end when together with her moaning, her hands moved to her reproductive parts; one hand hiked up to cup her full breast while the other slid down low to insert a finger—no, fingers—inside her fucking underwear. As much as I wanted to, as much as I told myself not to, I couldn't peel my eyes off from the unexpected live show. She was about to fucking finger herself and I was present to witness it all.

Fortunately, the two men did not wake up. It's the same Nadhea endure this suffering again. The sticky transparent liquid that hung in the female intimacy part of Nadhea was immediately ambushed, entering the penetration of a finger that had been covered with wet saliva. Then do finger exercises between the index and middle fingers in and out of the warm hole. Soon Nadhea just bite the pillow when Mr. Adam plays his stuff that does not have to wait long to be asked to enter. 'Hurry up, Sir! I can't bear the shame that so many people are feeling right now.'

She may have been crying so hard that one of her hands slipped down and touched her jewel's hot cut. Her body was automatically lifted when she felt her wet femininity. She knew what that meant because the dancers at the bar always talked about sex. She got up again but remained kneeling on the floor. She knew her eyes seemed to be on fire as she didn't take her gaze away from the man in front of her. She inserted her hand inside her undies. "Ungghhh ... Ahhhh!" She couldn't help but moan when a finger touched her wet opening. Her eyes were still tightly closed to what she was doing.

Their breath hitched in unison. “Number three and four,” she said. “Stay standing. And do not move unless I tell you.” She knelt between the first two, close enough to feel their heat. They couldn’t see her, but they could hear every movement she made. She let the silence stretch, thick and heavy. “Open your mouths,” she whispered. They obeyed. She slid her fingers into the first man’s mouth, pushing them past his lips until he sucked on them without being told. Her other hand gripped the second man’s jaw, tracing his lower lip with her thumb.

"Time to experiment my sexual fantasy" She stood on her knees and grasped the tiny metal with one hand, encircling her fingers around it. The stretch caused her breast to lengthen and swell and she felt her nipples hard. She reached her other hand down her body until she felt her sex, and she carefully spread herself open with her finger.

She stretched out her hand. Fumbling, the men around her managed to get the stem of the goblet between her fingers. She proffered her hand towards the man beside her. He took her hand and helped her get down from the table. All the men in the hall were at her fingertips. If she told them to get on their knees and bark like dogs, they would. In no time, several hands reached out towards her body. That’s it! ‘Touch her and I will make you chew your own fingers,’ I mindlinked with every man in the hall.

Hish! Slowly, her right hand found its way under the bodycon dress and spread her legs apart so that the lucky fingers touched the treasure that was hidden. She moaned gently and removed her hand to reveal the tip of two fingers that was perfectly decorated with sticky fluid. What the--she was wet.

She nodded and used her thumb to snap the lid shut. Her other hand reached back and she worked the lubricant around her sphincter before sliding one slippery finger inside. She groaned as her tight ring of muscle resisted the invading digit. It was his turn to groan as she slowly worked it in and out. She added a second finger and tentatively pumped both digits in and out, but only to the second knuckle. He shook his head and picked up the bottle.

She slipped her other hand into her own underwear again, one hand on the man through his trousers and one hand inside her own. She pulled her hand back out and put her finger into the man’s mouth, tightening her grip on his cock to what she assumed was the perfect amount of pressure. She rubbed lazily on his cock. The man’s eyes were transfixed on his material-hid trousersnake and Chloe’s soft hand.

The mixture was intoxicating. Lila moved. Straddled my left hand. Guided my fingers inside her. Two. Then three. She fucked herself on my hand. Her moans were high. Desperate. Tara added a third finger in my ass. Curled them. Hit that spot. My cock jerked inside Mei. She cried out. Rode me faster. The women moved in a rhythm. A circle of flesh. A living painting. Sophia came first. Her thighs clamped around my head. Her pussy pulsed against my tongue. She flooded my mouth. I drank her down.