My left hand slipped in to damp cotton panties.The first thing I came across on my travels was a thicket of pubic hair, matted and drenched. As I did so it was like a jolt of electricity shot my fingers, as she twitched away from me slightly. She gasped. I had contorted myself to be sat behind her, my legs around her. Her body was rigid up against me, my free arm holding her. I paused to see if she was OK. Seeing no signal to stop, I let my hand wander further. As I did so, rubbing gently against flesh, she melted and became limp against me.I teased my way around her clit with as light a touch as is possible inside cramped trousers and underwear. I prised her pussy lips open ever so slightly with my index and ring finger, slipping my middle finger up and along the exposed flesh within. She purred with delight. I felt her get wetter. I could feel my cock getting so hard I thought it would start to curve up.I plunged my fingers inside her cunt. Her body rippled as I did so. My fingers. Not as easy as it sounds, and I fumble around a bit.“Kurt? What are you doing?”“You vill find out soon enough.” Ah! The glove is on. I reach for the Crisco again, rubbing a generous amount onto my hands and smearing a fresh coating on his anus. “Think back to vhat you told me shortly before you fisted me, Logan.”“Give me a break, darlin’. I told you a lot of things before I fisted you.”“I’m thinking of one thing in particular. One very important thing.”He turns his eyes away from me when he answers. “Uh – I can’t remember in detail. Did it have to do with trust?”“Ja. You said, ‘I know what you’re afraid of. Trust me. It ain’t gonna happen’.”“Your memory is better than mine.”“Stop trying to distract me.” I keep quiet and very still for a moment, to let that sink in. “Now you must trust me. But you must not only trust me vith your body, as I did you vith mine. That vould be too easy, since I cannot truly harm you the way you can harm me. You must trust me also vith your.
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