I slid my fist down and off his cock to trail a finger over his slit. It was so wet, and when I dipped the tip of my finger inside, I moaned at how burning hot he was. I slid my finger deeper, groaning gutturally around his cock when he squeezed tight around it as he sucked in a breath. I could feel the root of his cock inside, and I slid the pad of my finger over it, mapping its length, until Moth choked out a hard groan and stiffened.
