Their body arches in a gorgeous little shape, a half moon rising. They’re desperate already, the hard, almost mean press of Justin’s fingers making them twitch, their cunt dampening even more. They can only imagine how the man’s fingers might looks, glistening with their hot slick.

They shake their head, pretending to deny the accusations but this is all just part of the act, part of the high they’re current riding. Justin is reading them like a book flung wide open and they want nothing more but for the man to destroy them, rip the pages out and remake them anew.