Ava's eyes fluttered shut as Wyatt's fingers delicately traced circles around her already swollen clitoris. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt him slowly begin to probe deeper into her tight, wet pussy. She arched her back, moaning softly in pleasure. With each gentle thrust, he massaged her G-spot, sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through her body. Ava's fingers gripped the sheets underneath her, digging into the fabric as she tried to contain her growing desire. "Oh God, Wyatt," she whispered hoarsely, "your fingers feel so good." She turned her head to the side, revealing the pale, flushed skin of her neck. "Don't stop." Don't stop walking towards your dreams.
