As his mouth wraps around her nipple, Amy involuntarily whimpers and she tries again to move away from his touch. In doing so, he only sucks harder causing the skin to pull taught from her body elliciting a high pitched yelp from her throat.

She feels his hands on her bare mound, massaging and probing her delicate skin with his calloused hands. She can feel her own moisture beginning to flow and it only makes her cry harder that she cannot stop her body's reaction to his touch.

She feels his finger approachining her opening and almost cries out again. But she remembered what happened last time. She closes her eyes and tries to lay completely still. He pushes the finger slowly inside her slick hole and she hears him moan.

The sound shocked her. Her eyes part slightly and she looked down into the sheer look of pleasure in his face. She knew she should feel disgusted. She knew she should be full of hate. But just for a moment she became aware of her entire body and its reaction to having pleased him in this small way. A wave of pleasure coursed through her body momentarily and she sighed against him, her muscles tightening around his finger.

But as quickly as the feeling had washed over her, she pushed it back.....