I felt that finger trace to my rose bud and he twirled it around and around, alternating pressure and no pressure on my anal region. I was intrigued and apprehensive. xxx He ran his fingers through it and told me someday he hopes to bury his face there and feel it on his nose as I ride his tongue to an orgasm. Reading that I think I just started to get a little wet. I know I was in my car but it felt so decadent. I did. I did. But he didn’t do that. His hands left my hips and proceeded to fondle me.
