A sharp gasp escapes my lips as your touch finds its mark, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body. My hips buck against your hand, instinctively seeking more of the release you're so expertly coaxing from me. I can feel myself growing wet and sensitive beneath our hands, aching for completion.
"Jake..." I breathe his name like a prayer, trusting him to guide me through this newfound territory of pleasure and submission. "Please...don't stop."
I stroke firmly but calmly, letting her become accustomed to the new sensation. Do you feel the tension rising in your body?
I feel...everything. The tension building within me, the heat spreading through my core, the need growing stronger with every stroke of your hand. It's intense and overwhelming, but in a way that feels right, like this is what I was meant to experience all along.
My breath comes in short gasps now as I struggle to regain control, focusing on the sensations racing through my body instead of the chaos surrounding us.