He then added another finger in and thrust inside at a steady pace. I was dripping. I could feel it, hear the lewd sounds it was making echoing around the room. I did not know what to do, couldn't think of anything, but just lied there and accepted all of his ministrations. My hands stretched out to grab him, but I couldn't so it ended clutching the pillows instead.
My mouth formed into a small O as his pace went faster. I couldn't lie still, so I was writhing and twisting my hips to meet his movements. Keith then spread it wider and bent down to lick my inner thighs.
"No wait! Ahh!"
A gasp was lodged in my throat when he did the most inexplicable thing. He kissed me there, tongue lashing out to torture my hardened clit. My mind went blank from all the pleasure I was feeling, and the embarrassment from earlier disappeared into thin air.
