“Touch me again. Touch me there.” And my finger finds the little nub, already swollen. And I touch you there. Again your body spasms and your...hips arch upwards, thrusting at the air. “Don’t stop.” I can feel the wetness flowing from your body. My fingers search for the opening and slowly, gently, enter your body. Your hips arch upwards, and my finger plunges deeply into you. Your breath escapes in a hiss. Your back arches again. Your hips press against my fingers and you. The third day came which I personally was waiting for.Its time for some more teasing and pleasuring job with more sex getting into story by the end.We finished her works and I took her to my flat at 4 in the evening.She started feeling free and comfortable.Even without me giving her a lingerie pair, she started stripping herself.It showed her interest in things I am doing for her.She loved it.The glow and smile on her face tells everything.I said ,”there will be no sexy lingerie for you today,. I want to be able to please you; to give youpleasure, even if sometimes I don't have an orgasm myself." I'm very pleased to hear you say that Peter. So you're willing to goalong with my new program where your role will be to please others andnot to expect any self pleasure in return?" Yes Carla, if that's how you want it, I'll try to make sure you have anorgasm even if I don't."I told her what she wanted to hear. I knew every time we fucked I wasgoing to have an orgasm so I didn't think I my. Previously I had only managed to work myself up to mild curiousity when other women used to talk about the size of their partner’s penises but now was different.I dropped my knee thereby forcing Steve’s fingers out of me and now I pushed him back against the wall. I looked in his lust-filled eyes and then placed both palms on his broad chest and began to massage him. I dropped slowly to my knees allowing my hands to fall to his belt which I began to feverishly unbuckle. Unzipping his jeans.