Insatiable
I shout as his warm hand comes in contact with my throbbing centre, impatiently awaiting his touch.
"And you went to a psychiatrist because..." He trails off, finally giving me what I want and rubbing his talented fingers against my püssy. I moan and close my eyes as I take everything he is giving, throwing my head back, I bite my lip painfully, my face transforming into that of immense satisfaction as he stares lustfully into my eyes.