Abbie moaned softly as his finger worked inside of her. Lmost instantly, a heat pooled into the pit of her stomach, and she rolled her hips in encouragement.
"Mmm... guh, Benjy..."
As she spoke, she dipped her head and pressed her mouth to his shoulder. She immediately began to nip and suck at his flesh, her attention slowly shifting from his shoulder to the side of his neck. He tasted good... so good. He always tasted good, though.
As she stroked him, she couldn't help imagining what it would feel like to have him buried inside of her. It would hurt, of course, but after... stretching around him... him touching her deeper than anyone ever had... feeling him pulse and cum inside of her the way that he did when she had him in her mouth. She'd never been ready before, but she couldn't help thinking that now was the perfect time. At the very least, the setting couldn't possibly get any better.
She whimpered in protest when he pulled back to look at her. Her expression softened, though, when she realized that he was concerned. That alone assured her that he should be the first. No one could possibly care about her more than he did.
"Yeah," she answered softly. "I'm sure..."
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