Ariel could feel rough fingers softly going up her ribs, over the side of her breasts and then down over her hips. She could not help the sounds they were released out of her mouth. She was writhing and crying for more. The hands were caressing her everywhere but where she needed them.
The fingers went around her inner thighs, up and down, over her calves down to her feet. The hands massaged her feet with expertise making her moan, the fingers went over her toes, in between and started up again. It went the same path to her ribs, her chest area, around her breasts but didn't touch her nipples. Her nipples were painfully hard, but the pleasure was too much for her to open her eyes.
The hands went up her shoulders, her neck. God her neck, filtering, and tingling. She was soaking wet, she could feel herself dripping.
