Page 31 of Rather: The Therapist

She rushed to her vagina, dipping nearly her entire hand inside her canal and returning with well-lubricated, cream-coated fingers. Four of them, exactly. She’d rounded them, making a cylinder of sorts.

She smeared her residue across her clit. My dick began pressing against the zipper of my slacks.

Fucking ridiculous.

With an arched back, she inserted her middle and index finger, again. Her thumb, she brushed across her clit. Slowly. Gently.

“Ummmmmm.”

From side to side, she swiped her clit while using two fingers to massage her g-spot.

“Mmmm–”

She couldn’t keep still. Her hips grinded against her fingers. Her ass rubbed against the sheets.

“Uhhhhhmmmm.”

I lifted, slightly, and shoved my pants down my legs. They landed on the floor next to me, along with my shoes. My briefs were lowered but clung to the bottom of my ass cheeks. My dick was no longer fighting for freedom. That motherfucker was in my hand.

The solution to the dryness was only a few feet away, but I was afraid the show would end if I interfered. Simply lubricating my dick would prove to be difficult.

Without a doubt, I’d slide right in that shit. It was too fucking good. Too fucking wet. Too fucking ready.

Still, I was unable to resist. I stood and stalked her scent until I reached her center. I hovered as she continued pleasuring herself.

“You are stunning, Rose.”

“I– I’m gonna c–”

I swatted her hand away, dislodging it from her center.

“Not yet.”

“Fuccccccck,” she cried in agony.

She was close to her peak. So close tears were falling down the sides of her face. She was ready to release, but I wasn’t ready for her to unfold.

I tapped against her center with my dick.

“Pleaaaase,” Rose begged. She was wasting her breath.

Her body jerked each time my dick landed. Purposely, I made contact with her clit each time. Until, finally, I began rubbing up and down her slit, getting my dick nice and wet.

Slide in.

No.

Slide in.

No.

Slide–

I parted her sea with my girth.

“Ohhhh fuccccck.”

Her body rose from the bed. Just as quickly as I’d entered her, I was ejected.

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