When his hand unexpectedly grabbed your arsecheek as you bent over, your immediate instinct was to repel it, but in that moment there was something about the way his fingers stroked the fold of skin between your bottom and thighs that was quite delicious.
Inatead of pulling away, you angled your hips, pushed back, making his fingers glide towards your pussy. The touch was delicate, but as his digits grazed your clit hood...
...through your knickers, they sent a jolt of electricity through your body.
Your gasped breath was his invitation and suddenly, still bent over and presented to him, his palm was rested against your pussy as his fingers massged your swollen clit square on as his spare hand rested in the small of your back, holding you in position.
It felt like your orgasm was hurtling towards you, this feeling of wanting sluttiness only beckoning it.
"I've got a good mind to rip down these knickers and fuck you right here", he told you, and that was all it took to have you cumming so hard, all over his rough fingers.
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