It was the whispered please that did it. Pure, unfiltered need that fired something in me. Redoubling my efforts, I thrust into her with three fingers now, circled her clit with my thumb over and over, until she screamed silently into my chest. She scrunched my jacket in a white-knuckled grip as she shuddered and soaked my hand for the second time in as many minutes. Hottest thing I’d ever seen. Bar nothing. I was hard as steel, sweating patches through my shirt. I groaned as I pulled my fingers out and stared down at
