I stayed lying flat on my back on the big soft bed, with Lara still sitting comfortably on my chest. Her warm naked body was right above me, her smooth thighs pressing down on my sides. She kept rubbing her pussy in slow circles with her fingers, her eyes half-closed in pleasure.
"When I see young men like you, I lose control over myself…" she said, her voice a little breathless as she kept touching her pussy.
"I see…" I replied, swallowing hard. I couldn't stop gazing at her wet pussy and the naughty smirk on her face. It was all so close, just inches away from my mouth.
She gasped softly and smiled wider, slowly pushing two fingers inside her hole and sliding them in and out. "I feel like tearing those clothes off and having you fuck me hard," she said, her breathing getting faster. "But I can't do that in real life, so I just finger my pussy like this and ease myself out when I need to."
