Henry's hands moved further down. He trails the edge of her underwear's waistband and then the lace fabric between her legs using his thumb. The slow movement of his hand leaves her wanting more and more.
"Henry…" She can feel her slit ache with so much desire to be touched, but Herny is taking his time watching her crave for more with his every touch. She was so enticed that she wanted to grab him down and take the reign but she can't.
He lifted the fabric lace from her groin and moved it to the side. He ran his index from the top of her folds till the bottom making her breath hitch as she breathe in deep.
"Your p*ssy is so wet, love," he said as he fondle up and down her wet entrance with the back of his index finger.
She can feel her muscles clenched as Henry teases her, but she can't do anything since her hands are tied up. She again breathes in deeply as she tries to calm her excitement.
