My finger slips gently between my lips, sending small tingles up my spine. My c**t, already engorged, stands proud from my inner lips, and I slowly start to stroke around it as I give myself the attention I so desperately need. I close my thighs on my hand, enjoying the sensation of pressure it creates on my outer lips, then spread them again so that I can stroke further down to and into my entrance. I can feel my n*****s harden, and I bring my left hand up to gently stroke first my left and then my right n****e and from there the undersides of my breasts.
I can't help but imagine Emma touching me like this, and I let slip a small moan before I clench my jaw. The last thing I need is to wake her up.
The fingers of my right hand are slick with me now, and I move my left down too so that I
