Sharron could feel how close those fingers were to her pussy, and she wanted them to touch her.
So, when Lea pulled her hand back, Sharron decided to take matters into her own hand and lean her pussy forward until it touched Lea's hand.
She looked up with shy eyes but moved her pussy up and down Lea's stationary hand, drenching it in her scent and juice.
"P-Please, I want you to touch me. Don't leave me hanging like this. Lea, please touch me."
Sharron begged with tear-filled eyes as she tried harder to get more friction. Her pussy was throbbing against Lea's hand, causing Lea's eyes to shine in amusement.
"You want more, Sharron? Then beg for it. My hand is too good for you, so I want you to use my foot instead. If you do well, then I will fuck you well, alright?"
Lea promised, causing Sharron to bite her lip.
Reasoning and pleasure battled inside Sharron's mind until pleasure won, and she pulled her body up.
