Feel at her quim
From Lord Of Utterdom
You ignore her plea, working your hand over the fat of her buttocks between the pillowy soft flesh of her thighs. Before you fingers have even moistened in her wetness, you can feel the heat pulsing from her quim. You pull apart the petals of her little flower, and slide a single finger inside. It's tight, hot, and wet, and you begin to imagine sliding your hard cock into her. She moans only a little as you work the finger slowly in and out of her, only up to the first knuckle.
"Command me," she whispers. "I am yours, M'lord."
