Caressing her breasts with a delicacy that contrasted with the burning desire in his gaze, she felt how each touch sent a shiver of pleasure through her. His fingers slid slowly towards her clitoris, stimulating it with precise, determined strokes. He watched as she bit her lower lip, trying to contain her moans of pleasure. But to no avail. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter, betraying her arousal and her desire to be held and possessed. He knew it wouldn’t be long before she exploded in a devastating orgasm, and the thought of it made him want to make her feel even better.