[There are plenty of those. Her breathing is ragged, harsh, full of aching need.
Not enough. She grabs one of his hands and brings it first to where their bodies meet, covering the fingers in slick; then to her ass, pressing one finger to that small pucker of flesh, a clear sign of what she wants.]
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Not enough. She grabs one of his hands and brings it first to where their bodies meet, covering the fingers in slick; then to her ass, pressing one finger to that small pucker of flesh, a clear sign of what she wants.]