As his main target began to be touched, a light stroke was given as a start. Where he could feel Beatrice becoming more and more resigned to his every action. "Look into the mirror, Bee," she said. "Don't keep your eyes closed.""Ah," Beatrice sighed softly, but did as her husband asked. Which was where the fingers had been, soaked from Samuel's own mouth."See what I can do for you." The finger began to enter Beatrice's hole without further permission. Beatrice's eyes bulged, completely unprepared, but she felt, inside there, the fingers entering with ease. Moving to tickle inside there. Making Beatrice arch slightly from the sensation she had just received. "Ah!" Not to be forgotten, another sigh escaped the air. Really, the taste made Beatrice even more dizzy."It's getting really slippery, Bee," Samuel whispered. He moved his fingers slowly as well, stirring gently in there. Back and forth at a fairly fast pace."Ah, Sam! Oh my!" Beatrice became more
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