Harem/Iona11
From Create Your Own Story
You insert your index finger, enjoying the soft gasp that escapes Iona's lips. Mumbling something about Grafenburg, you find her g-spot while your thumb "accidentally" caresses her clitoris. With one hand gripping the table and the other still holding back her bosom from bursting forth, Iona moans at your touch.
"That feels good, Doctor," she says without opening her eyes. "I hope you're not done yet."
What next?
