She slipped a finger into her wet pussy, feeling the heat of her arousal. Her body trembled as she slid another finger inside, reaching for a deeper pleasure. Her breath hitched as she started to move her hips, fucking herself against her own fingers.
Her thoughts raced through her mind; an erotic fantasy where she was being taken by a rough, dominant lover. But there was also a twinge of guilt and fear. She wasn't sure if this was right, if she was going too far.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp sensation deep inside. It was too much, too intense. She pulled her fingers out and bent over, hugging her knees tightly to her chest. Her heart pounded in her ears as she tried to catch her breath.
But the need was too strong. She looked down at her dripping puss and grinned widely as she watched his anticipation grow.
