SWEET SPOT
She whimpered softly, cheeks burning.
I started slow, teasing her entrance with one finger before sliding it inside her. She gasped, back arching slightly.
“That’s it, baby,” I praised, pumping my finger in and out gently. “You’re taking me so well. Such a tight, perfect little pussy.”
“Oh my gosh…” she moaned, eyes fluttering.
I added a second finger, curling them upward to hit that sweet spot. Her mouth fell open in a silent cry, breathing coming in soft, shaky gasps.