I want your fingers up inside of me
deeply fucking me
until you see
my lips blissfully satisfied
then
and only then
do I want your fingers
in my mouth
Urgency by Dick Laurent
The sense of urgency was overwhelming. Her hands grasping his right hand, grasping her neck. Pinned to the wall he tapped her heels apart before squeezing her thigh with his left hand as he dragged his teeth down her collarbone. She sucked and nibbled on his finger, all the time catching her breath from the rush of the moment. His hand drifted off her red lips, down her chin and on to the V of her black cardigan. Over her breast, stopping at the protruding area in the fabric for a minute. Down the button line to her exposed midriff, all golden. Reaching under her tartan pleated mini skirt.... One of her hands left his to cup her breast as he pushed the tip of his middle finger against the moistness. Her moans under her breath as he pulls the triangle material enough to slide two fingers in; his thumb parting the way. She moans with every entry while he kisses her collarbone. His grip loosens to drop to his knees; she doesn't disagree to the expensive lace sliding off her hi...
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