applying just a little pressure to move her leg aside as he spoke.
He waited a moment before continuing. "Have you ever been with more than one man?" he then asked and Sarah blushed and tried to meet his eyes but she couldn't.
She felt his eyes on her crotch. Her little panties were damp from where his cum had been leaking out of her and soaking into them. She glanced up at him but only for an instant. Her heart was pounding and she fought to get the words out.
"Do you want me to take them off?" she managed to utter and she felt her face go bright red as she finally met his eyes.
"Definitely!" Miles grinned and Sarah couldn't help her smile. It was a nervous smile but it released the tension and she suddenly found herself in a new place.
She stood and peeled her panties down and stepped out of them. She then nestled back on the sofa.
Miles was staring at her crotch and she allowed him to move her leg aside again.
"Should I lay back a bit so you can see me?" she asked him.
The new place she had found was beyond embarrassment. It was as if she'd taken a final step and was then fully clothed, looking at herself naked on the sofa. Modesty was no longer necessary and she watched Miles' face as she slipped forward a bit and leant back. Her legs were bent up and resting against the back of the sofa. Miles had shifted around a little to be facing her with his arm along the backrest and with his left hand he was stroking her knee.
Sarah still watched his face. He soon got around to moving her knee aside and having another look between her legs. He grinned and met her eyes. "Is it all sloppy?"
She was still capable of a little blush and she smiled. "I don't know. I feel a bit sticky from you."
He trailed the back of his fingers down her inner-thigh, stroking gently and opening her legs a little more. Then he softly pressed his fingers against her pussy, allowing the tip of his middle finger to work its way into her folds.
"Hmm, that is kind of sticky," he said, smiling and meeting Sarah's eyes again.
"You can use some oil if you want to finger me," she said to him, but she didn't recognize her own voice anymore. She'd motioned to the bag from the toy shop, which was still beside the sofa, and he was over looking in it. She saw him grin and then his hand emerged from the bag clutching her dildo and the bottle of oil.
"Well, what have we here?" Miles asked and Sarah giggled as his eyes rolled from the dildo to meet hers.
"I don't know," she lied softly, wriggling a bit as he crawled towards her on his knees. "Whatever it is it must be broken because it doesn't work very well." she added.
"Well I'm not surprised. But it's not because it's broken," Miles began explaining. He was kneeling beside her by then and he was rolling the dildo around, inspecting it quite seriously.
"The thing is - these are apparently just like a hand job. They're okay, but they work so much better if someone else has control."
"Oh really?" Sarah giggled again. He was looking her over like he was wondering where to begin.
She'd straightened her legs and he rested the dildo between her thighs. He then placed his hand on her knee and stroked up over her little bush and down her other thigh. "So I've heard, but I think we need to test that theory to know for sure," he said. His voice was deeper and softer. The amusement had vanished from his tone and as his hand swept over her bush again he pressed more firmly and Sarah gripped the arm of the sofa behind her head.
Miles bent to a nipple and sucked it in. He abandoned her legs and left the dildo resting between them and he cupped her other tit and massaged it firmly. "Do you want me to fuck you with it?" he asked, looking up from her nipple.
"Uh huh," Sarah uttered, gripping the arm of the sofa like she was tied to it, and arching her tits up for him while the dildo slipped a little between her legs.
The head of the thing was a few inches away from her pussy and the thick, round base was wedged
He waited a moment before continuing. "Have you ever been with more than one man?" he then asked and Sarah blushed and tried to meet his eyes but she couldn't.
She felt his eyes on her crotch. Her little panties were damp from where his cum had been leaking out of her and soaking into them. She glanced up at him but only for an instant. Her heart was pounding and she fought to get the words out.
"Do you want me to take them off?" she managed to utter and she felt her face go bright red as she finally met his eyes.
"Definitely!" Miles grinned and Sarah couldn't help her smile. It was a nervous smile but it released the tension and she suddenly found herself in a new place.
She stood and peeled her panties down and stepped out of them. She then nestled back on the sofa.
Miles was staring at her crotch and she allowed him to move her leg aside again.
"Should I lay back a bit so you can see me?" she asked him.
The new place she had found was beyond embarrassment. It was as if she'd taken a final step and was then fully clothed, looking at herself naked on the sofa. Modesty was no longer necessary and she watched Miles' face as she slipped forward a bit and leant back. Her legs were bent up and resting against the back of the sofa. Miles had shifted around a little to be facing her with his arm along the backrest and with his left hand he was stroking her knee.
Sarah still watched his face. He soon got around to moving her knee aside and having another look between her legs. He grinned and met her eyes. "Is it all sloppy?"
She was still capable of a little blush and she smiled. "I don't know. I feel a bit sticky from you."
He trailed the back of his fingers down her inner-thigh, stroking gently and opening her legs a little more. Then he softly pressed his fingers against her pussy, allowing the tip of his middle finger to work its way into her folds.
"Hmm, that is kind of sticky," he said, smiling and meeting Sarah's eyes again.
"You can use some oil if you want to finger me," she said to him, but she didn't recognize her own voice anymore. She'd motioned to the bag from the toy shop, which was still beside the sofa, and he was over looking in it. She saw him grin and then his hand emerged from the bag clutching her dildo and the bottle of oil.
"Well, what have we here?" Miles asked and Sarah giggled as his eyes rolled from the dildo to meet hers.
"I don't know," she lied softly, wriggling a bit as he crawled towards her on his knees. "Whatever it is it must be broken because it doesn't work very well." she added.
"Well I'm not surprised. But it's not because it's broken," Miles began explaining. He was kneeling beside her by then and he was rolling the dildo around, inspecting it quite seriously.
"The thing is - these are apparently just like a hand job. They're okay, but they work so much better if someone else has control."
"Oh really?" Sarah giggled again. He was looking her over like he was wondering where to begin.
She'd straightened her legs and he rested the dildo between her thighs. He then placed his hand on her knee and stroked up over her little bush and down her other thigh. "So I've heard, but I think we need to test that theory to know for sure," he said. His voice was deeper and softer. The amusement had vanished from his tone and as his hand swept over her bush again he pressed more firmly and Sarah gripped the arm of the sofa behind her head.
Miles bent to a nipple and sucked it in. He abandoned her legs and left the dildo resting between them and he cupped her other tit and massaged it firmly. "Do you want me to fuck you with it?" he asked, looking up from her nipple.
"Uh huh," Sarah uttered, gripping the arm of the sofa like she was tied to it, and arching her tits up for him while the dildo slipped a little between her legs.
The head of the thing was a few inches away from her pussy and the thick, round base was wedged
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