Quickly, I dropped my hand down a bit, repositioning so as my fingertips gently parted her. Using just my forefinger, I slipped into her wetness effortlessly as she moaned in approval once more. The hot, wet walls of her canal gripped me, begging me to stay. I was more than happy to oblige. But first...

I pulled my hand out, then plunged back in, this time with my middle two fingers. The space grew tighter as this greater mass entered. I sunk those digits as far in as I could pressing the heel of my palm hard against her clit. Then quite rapidly, I began flicking my fingers within her....