I keep thinking “this must be it” but it keeps escalating. And then I feel it; the puddle secreted in her panties. Absorbed across her labia the fabrics have become saturated to the point where my fingertips are submerged in dewy drops, simultaneously defining her shape with clarity but also Hardcore lubricating all movements across her. I tease at her slit but these lips are shy to part, forbidden by the strict material of her underwear. I can almost feel her quiver. There is no doubt now that we have been playing the same game. Her slumber is one of consciousness but she plays the part well. I make a due effort to keep my movements subtle but my sense of secrecy has lessened. I reach up her skirt and tug at the waist of her tights to slide them down revealing her bare cheeks. I can feel her pussy pucker against sodden knickers and I tease the warm silk over her clit. My fingers slide easily over the fabric as I run the length of her slit back and forth while her fingers part easily as if to welcome my touch. A few moments later I shift the thin lace of her knickers blowjob to one side and hold them out of the way with my hand. Her smooth skin is slick with silk and even warmer than before and my fingers rub easily over the soft skin of her labia and clit. I tease her, intentionally pressing too lightly for her complete satisfaction but hard enough to raise her tension. Her back starts to arch slightly attempting to push harder against me but I am careful to allow just enough press to gather a moreish craving before I let my pressure fall away with the movement to continue my tease. When I finally rub harder over her clit she instinctively pushes back against me, her whole body tensing blonde up. I twiddle over her tiny swollen button, my fingers smothered and sloppy. I become aware of the subtle sound from our wet skin sloshing and I become mindful to keep it subtle. I can feel the tension building in her body but, partly intentionally, partly careful not to rouse anyone around us, I continue with the same pace. Her breath quickens pausing only briefly after each intake. Her leg muscles contract hard and she squeezes her thighs, small tits pushing out even more liquid over my fingers. I sense the energy build in her as she anticipates each wave by holding her breath, every pause lengthening. Tautness spreads throughout her body as I strum rhymical between pressures, allowing the pleasure to peek briefly before loosening. She must almost relax before I increase the intensity again; tempting her desire to grow. Each time I persuade a little more to bloom and coax her to climb a little closer to the brim. Each time her body takes a little longer to relax when I teens soften my rub and a little shorter to stiffen; when I squeeze her clit firmly through my fingers again. I’m playing her sensations purposefully, orchestrating the build-ups and directing the releases. Drawing out the waves of pleasure. The tempo rises steadily with her expanding excitement, my fingers sloshing easily over the length of her glans. With my free hand I tempt three fingers against her opening and feel her flesh quivering desperately. Her breathing has become syncopated, heavy and interrupted. Her body jolts sporadically between breaths. I bear down firmly against her clit but circling slowly. Refusing to quicken my fingers now; my speed is measured to her response and I balance her on the precipice. Then, I plunge my fingers steadily into her inching all three fingers down to one knuckle, stretching her twat. My cadence against her clit quickens as I continue to steadily press, filling her sloppy pussy with my soaking fingers. She gasps frantically as if jumping into an autumn lake. Her hole widening longingly over my fingers down to the second knuckle savouring every added millimetre before, suddenly; she plunges all the way down, instinctively rocking against my fingers. The pleasure overflows causing her thighs to shake for a few moments before her body begins to jerk violently as the waves crash through her. I appreciate your cum and I love you to pieces… But I am not blonde going to play petty games. Had Abigail still been alive she would have seen a gruff-looking person approaching from the forest below. “Thank you, David! He looked at her very small tits and the rosy pink nipples from very close. Do you want my pussy? What’s that?” "Good, well it seems you may have done more than just poke around... is that the case? "Leave it, for now" I said "Want to pull mine out for me?" I turned and bent over, she pulled the tail, so slowly I thought it would never come out, then all at once it shot right out of me. Laura was surprised how well she was adjusting blowjob to having so much piss and cum in her stomach all the time - and by how much she craved more. When she licked tenderly at Dana’s throbbing nipples the younger woman moaned and her shaven cunt gaped moistly. I got up out of bed in an attempt to scamper to my room. Her small tits lips clamped on his shaft and lightly teens grazed her teeth along his length. Spurt after spurt of cum filled her mouth. She took a moment to rip out the dark-elf’s throat with her fangs, and then pulled her blade from his chest in a graceful swing that separated his body along the cut. There’s something special about orgasming in front of strangers. I moved toward her and held out my hand to cup her tiny vulva through the sheer stretched white material of her panties. There was a Hardcore lot to think about in the coming days.