[ It's good, yes, and his fingers are thick and long. It should be satisfying. But it's not. Now that she's had his cock, she can't quite feel satisfied with just his two fingers. The stretch isn't as full, as novel. She whines and squirms, savoring the pooling warmth in her belly but constantly grappling with this faintly hollow ache that tells her she needs more of him.
Her hips rock, swallowing his fingers to the knuckle, trying to control the pace and intensity that she might push herself through the slight stinging discomfort of the intrusion. She'd gone too roughly with taking his cock for her first time, and he was too big. Each thrust comes paired with a faint sting, but Kira relishes it with small, satisfied noises.
But it all grows faintly more frustrated as just thrusting onto his fingers doesn't get her anywhere either, just like their rutting with him inside of her hadn't. ]
Here.
[ She grabs his wrist, then drags her own fingers up to the apex of her slit, pulling back the fleshy hood protecting her clit and exposing it with a sudden shiver. It's oversensitive. ]
Like before, with your thumb.
[ He'd been nudging at it. It had been working. She could cry with how frustrating it is to try and guide him through what she could have done faster and more efficiently herself after she'd successfully brought him over the edge. But he is smart enough to keep his mouth shut, to stay intent on remedying it.
If only she can convince her body not to be too overstimulated and raw to accept it now. ]
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Her hips rock, swallowing his fingers to the knuckle, trying to control the pace and intensity that she might push herself through the slight stinging discomfort of the intrusion. She'd gone too roughly with taking his cock for her first time, and he was too big. Each thrust comes paired with a faint sting, but Kira relishes it with small, satisfied noises.
But it all grows faintly more frustrated as just thrusting onto his fingers doesn't get her anywhere either, just like their rutting with him inside of her hadn't. ]
Here.
[ She grabs his wrist, then drags her own fingers up to the apex of her slit, pulling back the fleshy hood protecting her clit and exposing it with a sudden shiver. It's oversensitive. ]
Like before, with your thumb.
[ He'd been nudging at it. It had been working. She could cry with how frustrating it is to try and guide him through what she could have done faster and more efficiently herself after she'd successfully brought him over the edge. But he is smart enough to keep his mouth shut, to stay intent on remedying it.
If only she can convince her body not to be too overstimulated and raw to accept it now. ]