[PAST] It's a Whore's World

Mina continued to roll her hips between his exploring fingers, and how she had his cock trapped between her skin and his, small movements used to just give either of them enough friction to not fall into the trap of a frantic round of fucking, only to later have to come back and do this part right.  She liked this part, a lot.  Ruth was the only one who gave her this, and that might be why she stopped expecting money for her time.  They both enjoyed it too much, and it was much more than just an exchange of goods on their behalves.  "[color=#2ecc40]It was the first time I came with a man inside me.  Came on my fingers, on some women's fingers and tongues, but never with a man inside me, we needed one another then, just like we need one another right this moment.[/color]"

When his thumb came to rest on her lips, they parted, automatically, tongue already seeking out the digit to pull it deeper into her mouth, to give her something to have there as he played her body like he did.  Every touch, every skim of flesh over flesh had her flicking her tongue over the pad of that thumb, had her lips closing over, cheeks hollowing as she suckled, a simulation of what she wanted, should she have something different in her mouth, her task forgotten though the moment his fingers curled up inside her.  She angled her hips back then, leaning back into him hard so that she could spread herself open for him, ankles again hooking to the edge of the tub. 

Her breath came hard against that thumb, as her insides clenched, muscles squeezing to try and keep his fingers inside her as she laid her head back on his shoulder, lips on his earlobe so he could hear every single little sound she made while he finger fucked her. "[color=#2ecc40]I've always wanted to have you lay back on the bed, straddle your head, and ride your face while gripping the headboard.[/color]"  She slid a hand into the water, to rest over his, to keep his fingers inside her as she tried to race towards the conclusion especially since he was saying he was going to eat her until he was drowning.  "[color=#2ecc40]Especially now that I'm all clean and would be dripping nothing but you around for the next day or three.  I always like the feeling of you running down the inside of my thighs while another man tries to buy me for the night.  Just a little reminder you like marking what's yours[/color]."

Her breath caught in her chest as the next thrust of his fingers toppled her over the invisible edge he had been dangling her over since he walked in.  And when she could breathe again, "[color=#2ecc40]and I like being marked as yours[/color]."