All of a sudden, I was terrified and had second thoughts. His eyes questioned about my hesitation and I just stare at him. I couldn’t say anything and I was weak to resist his charms.

“Why don’t we just stick to your finger? It’s safer,” I suggested while covering my exposed breasts from his eyes.

“All right, if you say so,” he agreed.

Christian switched his position in order to have more access to my wetness. Using his middle and index fingers, he gently made a circle on my clitoris. He rubbed it in a circular, soft motion until it swelled with arousal then he gradually increased the tempo and...