Dulcinea's Daydream - Page 11 (Patreon)

Sakarias moved down. He squeezed Dulcinea’s breast and lifted her skirt up. His hand was slid up on her thigh and finally touched her. She liked how his fingers were exploring her places, but for a short moment, she was uncertain and ashamed of her wetness.  It didn’t stop Sakarias. Likely, he knew what happens with a woman when her imagination is wild? Dulcinea knew that she was getting easier wet than some of the girls. It was a topic that they were not discussing, but a few times, she managed to direct the discussion that way. Now she was focusing on Sakarias and his fingers. She wanted to open her belt and throw her dress away.