"Now tell me, how would you like it if I drove my cock inside you now that you're warm and tight for me." He demanded.
I couldn't believe what he had just said or had j heard him clearly.
He had my whole body shaking, hungry for his touch.
A type of hunger I did not know.
A type of hunger I did not understand, but lusted for.
I wasn't sure if I could speak any longer.
"Or maybe I should just do this." He said
And then I felt the side of his finger rub in me in a vertical motion.
I held his arm and dug my finger nails inside them, as I was bearing the pleasure of our touch.
"And then would you like me to put a finger in?" He asked me.
I shook violently as I nodded quickly.
"No, that's not what we do." He whispered. "What did I tell you to do when I asked you a question."
My eyes fluttered open.
"Reply." I managed.
"Good girl." He said. "So should I put my finger in like this?"