Laura was frantic. She was clearly very aroused, and desperate for me to touch her; I held off. She’d asked me to finger her, but I reasoned that my tongue was much gentler than my fingers if she really was still sore.
I took the bottle of baby lotion from the dressing table and used it to massage her. As she groaned with pleasure under my fingers, I dribbled some lotion into her bottom, and slid my fingers into her. She curled up under me with pleasure as I explored her. One of her tell-tale signs of arousal is when she bites into her own upper arm. I find it arousing because I know it means she’s really turned on not that I needed any clues at this stage, she was dripping wet too. I could see her upper thighs were slightly red, and I knew it was probably because of my stubble irritating
