The cool palm of his hand slid in along her waist, and Sara had little experience with flirting. She quickly grabbed his hand and covered it over her wet pussy, the whole process took only a few seconds, which still shocked Jamie despite his mental preparation, as his hand was filled with wet, softness.
But Sara was content to coo. His hand was a bit cool, but in summer, the coolness was a temperature that made people want to get closer.
She pouted and begged him, "Jamie, it feels so good... Please touch me more."
Jamie let out a sigh and croaked in response to her, "Okay."
He experimentally moved his middle finger, the whole pussy was soaked with lubrication, he didn't know where he touched, only feeling the softness was astonishing.
"Mmm..."
Sara's body trembled, she let out a supremely seductive moan, which made Jamie's scalp tingle, his cock swelled uncomfortably, and he was about to explode. He gasped, coaxing her, "You touch me too."
Sara was extremely indifferent to him, and she just brushed his cock twice, then stopped, urging him, "It's your turn."
Of course, Jamie wouldn't just let it go. He reached out with the other hand, grasped her, and slowly stroked her with a grip that felt like being squeezed. Sara muttered something, but ultimately let him do it.
Jamie's voice was low and filled with desire as he said, "You're so good... I want you even more."
His fingers gently rubbed the spot he had just touched, and he closed his eyes, imagining the sensation of his penis moving in circles on it. With the other hand, he held her hand and stroked his cock, making him breathe heavily and feel an irresistible desire to go further.
But not now.
Ah... yes...
Sara felt her lower body tingling and numb, a new kind of pleasure starting at her tailbone and climbing up to her brain. A strange fire seemed to be burning inside her, making her feel hot and burning. The finger made her feel like a popsicle in the hot sun, and she felt weak and melting.
But deeper inside, there was a voice demanding more.
Sara was taken over by her body's instincts, and she grabbed his hand and guided it down.
Jamie's long fingers rested against her entrance, perfectly covered in the sticky liquid he had just released. He held her hand tightly and breathed heavily, refusing, "Be good, we can't do this here."
But Sara persisted, writhing her body in discomfort, the emptiness in her vagina making her whimper, "It's okay, Jamie, I'm so uncomfortable..."
But Jamie was firm this time, "No."
He couldn't guarantee that he could resist the urge to insert his penis when his fingers went in as a man.
He really wanted to fuck Sara, but he wanted her to be more willing and closer to him in a state of consciousness. Edge behavior and sexual behavior are only two words apart, but the former can be done by flattering her when she is sleepy.
The latter, he wants her to be awake and proactive, and tell him that she wants to continue with him.
Sara was about to cry, her soft voice was extremely resentful: "Yes! I said yes!"
Jamie frowned and pulled his hand away from her.
"Sara."He called out her name, paused for a moment, and raised his voice: "Sara, wake up."
