"Already wet," she whispers as her lips finally crash against mine. She slips her tongue inside my mouth, her knuckle grazing across my pussy and up to my clit while I roll my hips against her touch. "Moan for me," she asks, but I can already hear the desperate tone to her voice. She knows I'm in control and I'll only give it to her if I want to. She loves my fucking sounds, and I love controlling her with them.

