getting you high, watching you settle into the couch all relaxed. then noticing you shifting after just a few minutes. squirming slightly, pressing your thighs together. “you okay, angel?” you nodding but face already flushing red. me smiling because i already know what’s happening. “let mommy check something, sweetheart.” sliding my hand into your underwear. you already soaking wet. pulling my hand back to show you my glistening fingers. “aww, look at this, baby. every single time you get high. look how wet you are already.” you hiding your face, embarrassed. “i can’t help it—” “i know you can’t, sweetheart. poor baby.” cooing at you condescendingly. “your body just responds like this when you get high, doesn’t it?” stroking your face gently. you whimpering softly. “please touch me, mommy.” your voice small, needy. “oh, so now you want mommy to touch you? even though you’re so shy about how wet you get?” you nodding desperately. “please.” “tell mommy why you’re so wet, princess.” “because i’m high and i need you—” your voice embarrassed but honest. “aww, sweet thing. you need mommy to make you feel good?” you nodding eagerly. “yes, please mommy.” sliding my hand back between your legs. “my poor baby. getting so wet and needy. can’t help yourself, can you?” starting to rub slow circles on your clit. you gasping, hips moving immediately. sliding two fingers inside you easily. “look how easily mommy’s fingers slide in, baby. you’re soaking for me.” you whimpering, embarrassed but so turned on. “aww, is my baby shy?” cooing at you. “it’s okay, sweetheart. mommy thinks it’s so cute how wet you get when you’re high.” pumping my fingers slowly. “now be a good girl and fuck yourself on mommy’s fingers.” you immediately starting to move your hips, grinding down on my hand. “that’s it, baby. such a good girl.” your face flushed, mouth open, completely lost in it. continuing to work my fingers inside you while you grind. “poor baby couldn’t even wait. had to ask mommy to touch you right away.” you moaning softly. “doesn’t it feel so much better when mommy does it, babygirl?” you nodding, unable to form words. curling my fingers to hit that spot inside you. you crying out. “shh, baby. i know it feels good. but you have to be quieter for mommy.” you trying to muffle your sounds, still fucking yourself on my fingers desperately. “that’s my good girl.” stroking your face with my free hand. “such a needy little thing. getting so wet just from being high.” you whimpering at the condescending praise. “aww, you like when mommy talks to you like this? when i tell you how needy you are?” you nodding, embarrassed but so turned on. “my sweet baby. mommy loves how responsive you are.” pumping my fingers faster now, thumb finding your clit. “keep going, sweetheart. show me how badly you needed this.” you moving frantically now. “there you go, baby. such a good girl for mommy.” you getting close, movements becoming erratic. “that’s it, sweetheart. you’re doing so well.” you moaning louder, almost there. “cum for mommy, baby. be a good girl and cum.” you immediately falling apart, clenching around my fingers. “there we go… good girl, you’re doing so so so good for me.” working you through it gently. “mommy’s got you, honey.” you shaking, completely wrecked. finally slowing down. “such a good baby. you did perfect.” pulling my fingers out slowly. you whimpering at the loss. pulling you into my arms. “aww, my sweet girl. all tired now?” stroking your hair. “mommy made you feel so good, didn’t she?” you nodding against my chest. “that’s my baby. my good little girl.”
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