How long is he going to make me wait? I was warm, I could feel the heat pulsating between my legs as he tied me. Now the anticipation and excitement i... slowly fading. He’s doing this on purpose. I know it. I should have peed. My bladder is making itself known. I can feel the pressure, the need. Damn it. He usually tells me what to do, why didn’t he remind me? Or was it on purpose? He knows my orgasms get painful when my bladder is full. He knows how bitchy I get when I need to pee. It wouldn’t. "Wanna taste?" She asked slipping her hand down once again, pulling it away, a filament of her sticky girl cream clinging to it like the beginnings of a spiders web as she held it up, pressing her finger tips together, pulling them apart and then seeing the strand of her precious pussy cream splitting off into even more strands of her silly string, girl juice.I was nodding my head like a kid in a candy store being asked if he wanted one of everything."Then finish your cold coffee," she grinned. Tell them to come if anyone wants to see him before..." Where are you?" Will demanded, cutting her off, as if preventing her from saying it out loud could somehow negate the possibility of the event."St. Mary's Medical Center," she said. "Erica is here, too."He opened a drawer, clamping the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he rifled through the contents."I'm coming down there," he said. "We're leaving right now. I'll charter a plane at Bangor or Hancock County. Don't do anything until I'm. My moans grow louder as I relish the thrusts of my fingers into me. I flick my fingers as I enter and twist them as I withdraw. I rub my clit up and down, then side to side, I circle it, I use my finger tip, I use my finger nail and all the time my fingers relentlessly fuck my pussy. Overwhelmed with divine pleasure my body flips over, my left hand releases my clit, replaced by the base of my right hand and I grind my hips down. I add a third finger and forming them into a triangle I fuck.