I just kept my left hand moving until it was covering her mound. She was very warm and moist. My wet fingers moved over her, catching her clit between... two fingers. Her hips twitched, and her legs opened further. She moaned. Neither of us spoke as I started to play with her. I moved my fingers down and the first two easily entered her. She grabbed my left arm and told me not to stop. I started to finger her slowly, my fingers entering her all the way until my palm was against her clit. I kept my. Oh, I knew it could happen. Tess was, to say the least, highly sexed. The day very well might come when she would be tempted. Her attitude toward sex was closer to a typical man's attitude than it was to that of most other females.Tess wasn't cheating on me. I didn't think she ever would -- "cheat" on me, that is.What I was less confident about was whether she'd stay satisfied, forever, with just plain ol' Will. I was not, after all, anything all that special. I could make her come like a. I whimpered, still unmoving, his touch, his words somehow eroticallymaking me stiffen and unable to move.His hand moved, joined by the other as they slid around my hips, holdingme tightly and pulling me back against him, until I could feel his tweedtrousers rough against my barely covered bum."Are you still looking, Rachel? Are you? Or are you enjoying yourselftoo much you naughty girl."Whimpering softly I tried to regain my focus, my trembling fingerstrying to move again, to reach for the pot. He wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her warm pussy toward him. He kissed her passionately, separating her lips with his tongue. Her hands pulled at his hair, kissing and sucking his tongue and lips. She reached for his cock and fumbled with his zipper and belt buckle. She reached inside and his cock sprung into her hands, He was huge, meaty and thick, clean shaven and massive in her tiny hands. She looked at it with hungry eyes, enveloping it with her mouth so ravenously that her.