The Arcade (Dirty 1st Dates)

by Harley Laroux

His touches were so light, but they were setting my nerves on fire. I leaned back into him, and held back a moan as his finger stroked over my clit. He circled and flicked over the tender bud, slick with my arousal. His cock was pressed tightly against my ass and this time I couldn’t stop myself from grinding back on it openly.

the strokes of his finger long and slow as he massaged my clit. My pussy began to throb, aching for stimulation, for something to fill it - for him to fill it. I inhaled sharply and pressed back harder on him, and his cock throbbed as my hips circled over it. I wanted him, urgently. I wanted to go back to the car, straddle him right there in the driver’s seat, and ride him.