My soft insides wrapped Michael's finger tightly. They were cold and warm, and I felt steady moisture coming out of me and onto his fingers.
I saw Michael's Adam's apple roll, and then his fingertips rubbed against my inner wall. I gasped, and my other free leg instinctively curled up.
Michael pressed hard on me, and his fingers poked twice at the entrance. Then, instead of going deeper, they slid down to where my labia met my insides.
I realized what he would do, and my eyes widened slightly, a little scared and anticipating what Michael would do next.
Michael's fingers stopped on the soft flesh there, and he pressed down harder, rubbing it in a circle. My senses suddenly sharpened. Under Michael's stimulation, I could feel his body heat at once. A strange tingling sensation emerged from the place he pressed down, spreading in all directions.
I felt inexplicably embarrassed. I raised an arm to cover my face.
