Using the index finger of my left hand, I began to stroke the hood of her clitoris rapidly and firmly, increasing the speed until my finger was practically a blur. I ran my hand over her breasts; they were hard as rocks, with the nipples almost an inch long. I knew that she could feel my erect penis against her stomach and I held her tightly to me. Considering that she was now older and beautiful, this could hardly be an accident. I replaced my tongue against her clit with an index finger and almost brutally stroked her clit. In almost no time, I realized that she had drifted off to sleep again. Her hips moved against me as she ground her labia on my erection. I could feel myself about to explode from the delicious sensation of her tight vagina running up and down the shaft of my penis and reached for her breasts and nipples. She thrust faster as I slipped a hand between my face and her lower stomach and began to stroke her
