A gush of saliva was accompanying the breeze that had intruded upon her ear. The soggy squelch had made Seraphina's shoulders wince in response. Then, another pleasure seemed to linger in her mind when she felt him poking around with his fingers underneath of her. Her breath hitched as he found his mark, his touch both gentle and demanding.
His hand was pinching on her underwear. When her dry spring had gotten wet at once, he thrusted his finger inside. The sudden intrusion made her gasp, her body tightening around him.
Her insides immediately clenched at the sudden intrusion. The tightening sensation that was clamping on his fingers had granted him much vigor. The nipping tingle against her clit had made Seraphina's waist jiggled. Each movement was a dance of pleasure and need, a rhythm that they both instinctively followed.
"Ah, haa…!" she moaned. Her voice was high and breathless, filled with the raw edge of desire.
