Tracey’s cheeks burned but she knew that she was totally soaked. “Have you ever seen me this wet?” she whimpered. Tracey hoped that the dirty talk would help distract her racing mind.
“You would too…you should try it.” Tracey grinned into the bedspread. She knew it was futile, but it was worth a try. The wet fingers on her tummy made her moan softly. It was so dirty which made her love the feeling more.
“Aaahh!” Tracey cried out as she was suddenly filled. Her fingers clawed at the bed. “Hard….fast…” she begged, pushing back against Sara with each thrust. “Yes, Mistress…fuck me…”
Thoughts continued to fill her mind despite the fantastic pummeling she was taking. “I want…to be naked with you,” Tracey moaned. “Please, mistress…” She was in such a state, she couldn’t get her arms to unclip it.