*My fingertips were circling and stroking over and around her clit, as she moved her hips against them. My other hand pulled her strap off her shoulder and her top down under her breasts. Small and cute like the rest of her, with little hard nipples. I slid my fingers into her mouth and mine, and rubbed the wetness over her breasts. Our kisses were open-mouthed, tongues sliding together now. Again, when she moaned she broke off and turned her face between the pillows, and I started doing the same…pressing my face against them, muffling my voice as her hand kept working expertly, driving me crazy.*
‘You have to keep really quiet, OK?’ she whispered in my ear, kissing my cheek and then my neck, then my shoulder. Her hand was just lightly touching and brushing my cock now, as if keeping it stiff… though there was no danger of it getting soft.
Her head slid under the covers, and she pulled them up so they were over my head too. Almost like kids on a sleepover again, in some kind of secret fort. I tugged at the bottom of her tank top. ‘Take this off.’