Chapter71:~wet vagina search~

Rubby couldn’t wait for the door to creak open when he grabbed Opula on the waist, wet her ears like dog licking up a plate of spicy sauce. He could feel Opula panting now and he pushed his moves even harder by burying his fingers under her micro gown, thinking he was going to locate and feel her thong but he was disappointed Opula was naked down there. Without regret he felt her slippery, wet vagina and poked his fingers into it, locking his eyes into hers and watching as she wriggled her slender, sensual, body like a snake that got a machete cut. He raised her min gown to earn himself enough room. He gazed upon her and wondered why she was yet to moan despite fingering her. This was strange. This was not the Opula he once met on the night of that game some months agao; the same Opula that almost cried under his hold. What could be the problem? What did Fanny do to Opula in the dream that made her develop the nerves and courage to fight back her moan when he touched? What part of her