As I caught my breath, I pushed my breasts, their button gatekeepers now spread out across the floor, further out of my shirt and up towards his cock. I brushed my nipple against the head of his cock and heard him exhale at the sensation. I was barely allowed to touch him, however, before I was being pulled to my feet and shoved onto the bed.
It was here in a sea of white sheets I realized that my cunt was puffy and slick, swollen and sensitive. I didn’t have to touch it to know I had soaked my panties through. Wave after wave of uncomfortable gnawing began to wash over me as I started to long to have my pussy filled with something and the tension inside me broken. I squeezed my thighs together in protest, so hard my muscles shuddered.
Again, as if my mind was being read, my agony was brought to a swift end. I was instructed to slide further up onto the bed, so my legs were resting comfortably instead of dangling, and then, he wasted no time pushing my knees apart.