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Nancy Drew and the Summer Kamp Mystery | B1G_Bro | 4

 

Nancy gasps loudly as she feels your finger wiggle their way inside her delicate pussy.

She moans out, "Oh god, Mr ! Oh yesss... don't stop!"

It's such a stark difference from her usually so professional tone that you pause for a second; looking down at her. She looks up at you and repeats her request. You smirk and pull your fingers out, only to slip them right back inside her; pushing inside her deeper than before.

Nancy's hips are still quivering, but now they are also rocking slowly with the movements of your hand. Her eyes are locked on your face as she lets you finger her. She looks so innocent, but the way her body moves tells you that might not be completely accurate.

You watch her face; loving how good she looks with her lips slightly parted as she breathes heavily. Your hand sends your fingers deeper inside her warm wet pussy and you start curling your fingers; dragging the tips of your fingers along her inner walls. Your thumb finds her little pearl and you start moving your thumb around and around in circles as you continue to pump your fingers in and out of her.

Nancy's hips are rocking faster and faster as she starts to really get into it. The extra attention you're paying her is rewarded as she feels your thumb. A high-pitched squeal escapes past her lips as she feels you playing with her swollen clit.

"Don't stop, don't stop!" Nancy begs; her hips bucking faster as she holds onto you tighter. "You're going to make me cum, Mr !"

You grip her ass in your other hand tighter and you pump your fingers quicker into her. Your fingers are buried completely inside her dripping pussy as you work them deep inside her.

Nancy's hips jerk violently and she gasps out. She suddenly freezes; her entire body stiffening like a board. Then, as if someone flipped a lever, her whole body starts quaking and shivering and convulsing on your hand. Her voice comes out in a squeak as she whimpers and moans; cumming all over your fingers and hand.

You admire your work as you watch Nancy shaking on your fingers, and you keep your fingers inside her completely; curling them inside her as she bucks through her orgasm. You can feel her juices flowing all over your fingers.

After about half a minute, Nancy calms back down; slumping limply against the wooden door.

You smile; slipping your fingers out of her. You take a taste and then offer some to her. Nancy looks at your fingers and curls her nose at it. But then she thinks again and leans in; opening her mouth.

You slip your fingers slowly into her mouth and she moans softly around them as she sucks and licks them clean; tasting her own juices.

You're both snapped out of your daze by the sound of a knock on the door of the cabin.

 

Who is it?


          Bess

 
 
 

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