I picked up the pace, my fingers moving in a steady, relentless driving motion inside her front. The wet, messy squelching sounds of her own natural lubrication echoed loudly in the quiet space between us.
Minne began to fidget frantically on my lap, her hips involuntarily rolling and lifting against my hand as she tried to chase the intense friction. She was incredibly tight, her internal muscles contracting in rapid, desperate waves around my fingers with an unbelievable amount of suction.
I went faster, my thumb firmly grinding against her swollen, hyper-sensitive clit while my fingers channeled the heat inside her core. I could feel the sudden, violent spike in her temperature, her internal walls beginning to tremble and seize violently around my hand. She was right on the absolute edge, her breathing turning into a series of panicked, shallow stutters.
