Chapter 80

Abigail started whimpering and trembling uncontrollably as she felt his hand, unhindered by lace, slip down and over her naked pussy. There was no mistaking her slick wetness as he dipped his fingers within the petals to feel inside her opening. Abigail was so aroused, it would not take much more to push her over the edge. Cliff gently slid his fingers up and down her slit, nudging his thick finger up against her clit, which emerged, all sensitive and throbbing from under its little hood. Abigail squeaked a little each time he made contact there, snatching her breath as he teased her. His thick finger wormed deeper up into her pussy, exploring new, wet territory. She was slick and warm and trembling as he hooked his finger and worked it into her trembling body. He could feel her vaginal muscles clenching around his thick digit as he fingered her slippery hole.