The wettened finger glides down her neck and along her collarbone, pausing between her breasts.
I wet it again before it makes little circles around her hardening nipples, gently stimulating the rosy buds slowly, patiently.
Wet once more, it meanders across her tummy and down along the inside of her thigh, pausing at the knee before returning up, up, up… and across her pubis to the other thigh.
It caresses her, gently stimulates her, touches her… everywhere but there.
It’s sooo close….
“Please…” she whispers hopefully as I wet the tip again.
