Hannah’s enthusiasm made their encounter so much hotter. Not one to be reserved once the ice was broken, Elly bucked beneath Hannah. The finger in her pussy was driving her wild and a few seconds before Hannah came, Elly cried out as her orgasm tore through her.
A flesh flood of wetness stained her knickers as she ground whorishly down on Hannah’s hand, wanting more and more of finger inside her. She rolled her hips trying to get more stimulation on her clit.
“That was good,” Elly sighed. Looking at Hannah, she added breathily, “I don’t think you are done yet.” She wriggled her finger inside Hannah’s pussy as it pulled at it. “That is hot,” she moaned.
With an impish grin, she slid a second finger inside and curled them wickedly.