Under Vincent's coaxing, Catherine stared at him with confusion. She could barely process his words. "I… I don't know how…"
She couldn't think straight. Her body parts were moving on their own as if she wasn't any part of them. She had no control over her body.
Vincent was impatient. He gently urged her, "Take a deep breath… slowly… Yes, you are doing great. Take another deep breath…"
Once Catherine's focus went to something else, her fold loosened up a bit. He could slip his finger freely. His finger slid all the way inside.
When she realized what happened, her focus immediately shifted to the finger. Her tight walls clasped around his finger tightly.
Vincent's middle finger was already inside. He could feel her tightness. He began to sweat.
The inner walls squeezing his finger were hot. Though he had only inserted his middle finger, her walls quivered and clenched around it so tightly.
