He decided to escalate the torment. He didn't just use one or two fingers; he curled his hand, forcing all five of his thick, muscular fingers into her tight, wet heat all at once.
SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH!
"HNN—!"
"You're making more and more squishing noises~!"
"I'm NOT...!"
'Someone other than Marc... Mike is seeing my secret place...'
"Oh, God!" Maya screamed, her back arching so violently that her head nearly hit the floor.
"AHHN! HAAHH! S-STOP! STOP!" The feeling of him stretching her, filling her completely, was overwhelming.
"Playing with your nipples turned you on, huh?"
Mike began to pump his hand with brutal, efficient speed, his fingers churning inside her. The sound of it was unmistakable: a wet, squelching noise as he worked her over.
"Yes! Right now the vlogger is getting off with the fingers of a man who's not her boyfriend!" He was making a massive mess of her, turning her insides into a slick, chaotic playground of sensation.
