"What do you want?" Two fingers turned into three, thoroughly stretching her slimy opening. "Fuck, this skirt." He yanked down the skirt in a swift movement and her full cunt was on display.

The pink flesh calling out to his hardened member, he wanted her already.

"This thing, Callan." The stretching sound of his fingers around her wet folds drove her to the edge. She bit her lips, her eyes pleading for Callan's mercy. "Please, don't stop. This is too much."

He smiled, fully aware that he was dominating and driving her crazy, but he didn't stop.

"You're close, aren't you?" He stared at the fluid that smeared his fingers....