"Y-yes," she replied immediately.
"As you wish, my sweet dimpled girl," I mumbled against her skin.
Then I plunged my pointer finger inside her sweet, tight center. My eyes rolled back as Blythe gasped and tensed up. I slowly pumped that finger until she relaxed. Then I added another one, and went slow again. Painfully slow.
The moment Bly was moaning loudly and grinding against me, I started going faster. The faster and harder I went, the more she moaned. I've never done this before, but I must be good at it. I've barely even started, and she's going crazy already.
"Oh wow," Bly moaned as her pus.sy walls started to squeeze me. "Oh... Evander!" She gasped loudly and then her p****y went insane, massaging my fingers. It was so hot. All I could think about was how good it would have fel
