Long, nimble fingers glide between my thighs, almost dancing, on their slow waltz to tease and seduce.
They sweep my delicate, damp lace panties obstructing their way to one side, and lightly stroke the soft, silken folds they discover.
Languidly, they delve deeper, opening the flower of my lust, bathing in the exquisite nectar of my desire before continuing on the journey to the precious release of my ecstasy.
Twisting and curling toward the secret spot unleashing the pent-up frenzy of passion, which explodes with such intensity, my body shudders, and moans resound as I helplessly surrender to your will.
