Phei held Adriana braced in that open position — one leg up on the couch, the other planted on the floor — and let her keep sucking for a long moment, his hands loose in her hair while she worked the head, bobbing back and forth while he moved his hips, thrusting in and out with growing hunger.
Then, without warning, he slid his right hand down between her spread thighs.
His fingers found the fat, puffy meat of her pussy immediately. The soft folds were still slick and open from the two orgasms he had already forced out of her earlier; leftover heat and sticky fluid coated the swollen lips, so when he rubbed onto her wet folds them the wetness smeared easily across his fingers.
He pushed two digits inside her tight hole without hesitation and curled them deep into the clutching heat of her tight pussy while his thumb settled over her swollen clit and began slow, deliberate circles.
