128 Knowing Tala (2)

To be honest, I didn't give a damn about what was going on in Gorg's head. All I could focus on was the pleasure coursing through Tala's body as I plunged my fingers in and out of her wet, pink folds. Her legs shook violently beneath her, threatening to give out at any moment, but I was quick to catch her before she could collapse onto the ground.

As I held her up, Tala's legs instinctively wrapped around my left leg, as if begging for more of my touch. And who was I to deny her that pleasure? I continued to work my fingers inside her narrow, fleshy insides, revelling in the way her body responded to my every move.

"~~MmHh~~" Tala moaned and whimpered with each stroke, her fingers clenching hard onto my back as she rode the waves of pleasure crashing over her. I knew that I was taking her to the brink, and I needed to in order for my plan to work.