"Shhh!" I whisper. "Don't cum! It's awfully crowded her. Just don't cum!"Hot. One stranger swirling a finger or two between my pussy lips, over my slick little clit. You, the other stranger, rubbing the tip of your finger over my wet, tight entrance and then dipping your finger inside, pressing your body against my back as you penetrate me.
My body and mind would submit to you as you pushed deeper. I'd whimper. My legs would spread wider for both of you. I'd arch my back and push out my ass to present my pussy to you. I'd moan softly as you began to gently finger fuck my slick, tight hole.
The other guy chuckles and calls me a good girl.
The other stranger asks, "you don't squirt, do you? That would be so embarressing."
By now both of us are working on your clit and pussy. Your breathing is labored, your tongue pokes out between your lips.
"Just be quiet," I say aloud. "Don't cum!"