Vinorca Jona POV

Dante’s thumb pad rubbed against my pussy walls, and I groaned in pleasure.

My stomach clenched from the inside as if I was going to cum just from his touch.

I started panicking at his touch, knowing he was forcing me, and my mind knew it too.

"Hmmmm- ah," I moaned in pleasure as he entered one thick and long finger inside my wet folds.

Chills ran through my body, immersed in the pleasure sweeping my senses away. My toes curled as he entered another finger, curling them in a C-shape, expanding it all.

“Ahmmmm,” I gasped when he lowered his face, and his chin touched my...