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sensuously, she trailed her slick fingers up the front of her mostly-naked body, then up to her mouth. Staring into the camera under the seat, she began to lick her fingertips, taking lots of time. She savored the juice of her pussy, paying more attention to its taste, thinking about how turned on she had been. Still was, to tell the truth. Licking her fingers, knowing that it was exciting the Master, was turning her on even more.
Brenda nibbled, licked, and suckled at the tips of each of her long fingernails, enjoying their sharpness and smoothness.
She slid her middle finger into her mouth, sucking on it, licking it clean long—very long—after it was already quite clean. Then she let her index finger join it, so she could lick that one even cleaner. Then she let her tongue laze out and begin to explore the curves of her hand and fingertips. Brenda made love to her fingers, tasting her own sweat mixed with her cunt, licking the sweaty palm of her hand and the slender lines of her fingers. She was surprised to find that she was getting turned on just doing this simple little ritual. But it was undeniable: she could feel the quivers starting in her cunt all over again. As if she was ready for sex—so soon after her climax!
Brenda did not usually like to come again right after the first time. In fact, one orgasm was usually enough for her. When she did want more than one, she usually liked to wait an hour or so before she started masturbating—or making love—again. Sometimes, if she was with a particularly eager lover, or she was extremely horny, she could get herself worked up after half that long. But now, with the Master coaxing her over the phone, Brenda felt ready to go after just a few minutes. In fact, the urgency in her cunt was growing, and she could feel the arousal picking up as she experimented with licking her fingers for the Master’s voyeuristic enjoyment.
She licked her way down across her palm and began to tease her tongue around her wrist, making sure that she was positioned so that the camera could catch everything. Then she licked her way back up to her fingertips. She licked her fingertips again, this time taking even longer to make love to each one, and starting with her little finger so she could lick all five of them in sequence. By the time she finished by licking her thumb sensuously and then sliding it suggestively into her mouth, she was as wet as could be, and even more turned on than before. The muscles of her crotch ached vaguely with the exertion. She knew if she came this soon after the first orgasm it might hurt a little bit, but she didn’t care. She felt the certainty that came from knowing her own body, knowing her own arousal. She knew she could make herself come, and she wanted to. While she licked and swallowed her thumb, her other hand slid reflexively between her legs and start to play with her clit.
The limousine was still moving along smoothly, obviously an uncrowded highway. Brenda didn’t take the time to wonder where she was being taken; her time in the limousine was all she cared about. The momentary curiosity was like a stray bird flying through her mind, and then it was gone as she found the touch of her fingertip bringing surging pleasure to her clit, and found her arousal mounting.
“You are a very sexy woman, Brenda. And so beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she managed to mumble as she licked her fingertips for the last time. Her right hand was now slick with her own spittle, and as she slid it down her body toward her spread thighs, she knew she could come almost as soon as she wanted. She wanted to savor it, wanted to enjoy every moment of her self-pleasuring—and, not incidentally, to put on as sexy a show as possible for the camera. She was finding that this hidden exhibitionism in herself was a bigger turn-on than she would have dreamed. She slid her spit-slick middle finger down the length of her slit and drew it up and down again slowly, luxuriously, feeling