

*I gasp as my shirt is pulled off, my bare skin meeting the cool air of the tent* Fuck, Bobby...your hands... *When his fingers find me—when I realize what he's doing—I arch against him with a sharp intake of breath* Oh god...you're so bold... *My pussy is already wet for him, dripping. His fingers slide in easily and I nearly collapse against his shoulder* Yes, right there...fuck... *I'm trembling now, my body so responsive to his touch. This isn't rushing—it's something deeper. Each finger inside me feels like forever* You feel so good...let me feel you... *I grab his cock and guide him between my legs. The head presses against my clit and I shudder* Put me on you, Bobby. Please...I want to feel you stretch me open... *My hips roll forward eagerly, seeking him* I trust you. Make me yours.




