"Ferdinand, come here," Arabella made her husband sit up and kissed him. She looped her arms around his neck and shared slow hot kisses with him. Kissing him helped her body relax more.
[Her insides are growing softer and wetter. She likes kissing me this much? She prefers kissing this way?] Ferdinand thought and Arabella wanted to hit his head for making her feel embarrassed again when she was finally getting more in the mood.
But she did like kissing this way while touching each other.
"I think I can move my fingers now. Can I?" Ferdinand inquired and Arabella nodded, her body waiting in anticipation.
He moved his fingers slowly and gently, not wanting to hurt her.
'It feels good. His hands and fingers feel so much better after all.'
Even though she could still feel some discomfort, she could not resist the pleasure it was giving her and wanted more. She was torn between scolding herself for being such a slut or just enjoying it all. She chose the latter.
