TMTYLI

11.2

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𝖫𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖢𝖺𝗍𝗍 /ᐠ - ˕ -マ~
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"Open wider and put one more finger in."

"Ugh..."

Anna took a deep breath and put her index finger and middle finger in.

"Yes, like that... good girl. Put it deeper. There you go. More, more, more. Well done."

When she inserted it deeply, there was a bulging area inside. He urged her to insert it deeper until her finger reached that spot.

"Touch it? The bulging part inside."

"Ugh, uh, uh..."

"When I fucked you with my dick, you poked me there, didn't you?"

She couldn't speak properly because of her moans. Anna just nodded her head with a red face.

She was naked in front of cam and having sex with Lucino. At first, she was so ashamed, but after two months of being apart, her body became hot and she couldn't stand it.

They talked on the phone every day, shared the small details of their daily lives, and missed each other's faces through the monitor. As her longing built up, she naturally started talking about sex.

It was a natural progression for them to tell each other how much they wanted each other and how sweet their bodies felt.

When Anna shyly refused her first request to show her pussy, Lucino asked her to watch him masturbate if she really wanted to.

He moved his penis up and down quickly with those big hands that used to grab her breasts so hard they felt like they were going to explode, squeezing out his semen.

He whispered that he missed the taste of Anna's insides, how narrow and tight she was wrapped around him, the scent of Anna's body and the taste of her pussy. Even as he gripped his penis firmly with his strong hand, he confessed that it couldn't compare to the pleasure he derived from Anna's body, expressing how much he missed it.

Anna felt strangely satisfied with the man telling her that he liked his sex with her better than his masturbating, that her pussy tasted better than his hands.

"Move your fingers while imagining there's a dick in it."

"Huh, well, it's smaller than Lucino's so...it's not that good."

Anna shook her hips, trying to take her fingers deeper. She put two in, but it didn't feel as good as his that filled her insides with a tight feeling.

"I know... Then put one more finger in."

He coaxed Anna into putting in her ring finger, gently soothing her. Anna was sweating profusely and, as he had told her, thrust three into her hole, including her ring finger. When she put it in deep, her waist twisted up by itself.

"Well done, Anna. Now let's move faster with the thrusting. Imagine that it's me doing it."

As Lucino watched Anna pleasuring herself, he vigorously stroked his own penis from below, moving his hand upwards.

"Anna. Keep moving your left hand, too."

He commanded her to keep moving her left hand, even as she had momentarily stopped touching her clitoris. In response, Anna resumed stimulating her swollen, reddened clitoris with her left hand.

This was a part that they often touched during sex together. It felt good, but it couldn't compare to when he touched it.

Anna had thinner forearms than Lucino, didn't have much muscle, and she wasn't as skillful as Lucino was. Frustration and a sense of incompleteness filled her as she sighed.