With a slight hesitation, I nervously inserted a finger: it felt warm and wet. She groaned.
“I’m gonna need more than that,” she said.
Taking a breath, I then inserted three more fingers. Her eyes widened.
“Go on, put your whole hand in,” she demanded.
I wanted to please her, so I did what she said: I was really sweating by now but she was getting more and more excited.
“It’s no good, you’re gonna have to put your other hand in as well” she shouted.
I closed my eyes and thrust forward with my other hand and she let out a scream.
“There you go Dave, it’s not that hard to do the washing up is it?” she smiled.