They gasp as you touch them, their thighs trembling with anticipation. "Anything," they whisper, "just please..." They arch into your hand, eager for more contact. As their words trail off, you feel the heat of their body pressing against your fingers.

With a swift yank on their underwear, they're exposed to the air and your touch. You lean in closer, brushing your lips against their ear as you tease them with gentle circles of your thumb. "Do you want me to make you feel better?"

They nod frantically, unable to form words through the haze of desire that clouds their mind. You push one finger inside, feeling it slide easily into their tight channel. They cry out, arching their back and pressing against you as they feel the full depth of your touch for the first time.

"Oh God," they moan, "I need more..." Their hips rock against yours in a desperate rhythm, seeking release. You can feel their wet heat surrounding your finger, their muscles tightening around it with each thrust. They're so close...