Two little nubs pressed back, telling me that the closeness affected her, as well, which turned me on even more.
I bit my lip to keep a moan behind them, not wanting to let the world know how much these two were arousing me with nothing more than what should have been a simple hug.
Alyssa, however, the sadist, had other ideas. Her hands lightly slid up my sides, sending a shiver back down heading straight to my clit. Her torturous appendages stopped at the sides of my breasts and stayed there. Alyssa's thumbs were mere inches from my n*****s that were just begging to be touched.
They moved in a faux soothing motion that would have fooled anyone watching into thinking she was just trying to relax me. But she, better than anyone else, knew how sensitive I was to the gentle brush of a han
