He pulled his hands back and put an arm around her neck, while his other hand slid across her belly and down between her legs, combing through the curly little hairs. She gasped with a violent shudder, as he ran a finger slowly up and down the crease between her nether lips. Then she moaned when he slid a finger inside of her. She was wet already.
He withdrew the finger and held it up to his nose, inhaling. He’d done this many times before, but the scent of The Female brought on that familiar drunken feeling again. He held the finger to her nose briefly. She shook her head slowly. He didn’t think that it meant ‘no’, because she kept moaning weakly.
His hand slid back between her legs. His fingers began caressing, massaging, probing. She spread her long legs wider for him. Her head was ti
