That’s the spot isn’t it? That’s it, right there. Oh yeah. Just look at you react. That clit gets so sensitive. So swollen when my fingers get near it.
Mmm, such an eager little girl aren’t you? I’m barely touching you and you can’t even stand it. You keep that pretty head of yours right by my ear. I want to tell you exactly what’s in store tonight. Keep you over my knee and watch you leak while you listen.
Fuck, my fingers are already sopping. You can’t get enough, can you? Maybe I should stop now and let you get a hold of yourself. You’re getting messy, little girl. Very messy.
My touch will not be controlling or restrictive to you sweet meat, my touch will be just like a whisper penetrating deep inside of your bones making you long for more of this intoxicating voodoo.
Mischief's Muse 