As we ate, I moved my hand to Julie's hip, my fingers tracing slow circles on her bare skin. The way her muscles trembled beneath my touch made my blood boil.
I moved my hand slowly and reached down underneath her short from behind, my fingers tracing along the curve of her ass. Julie looked at me, her eyes wide with a mix of desire and warning as she slightly shook her head, wanting me to stop.
But I couldn't resist - I reached further between her ass cheeks, feeling her bare skin against my fingers. The way her breath hitched told me she wasn't wearing any panties, and I could feel her asshole against my fingertips.
I traced slow circles around her tight entrance, feeling every crease and fold of her delicate skin. My fingers explored the sensitive flesh, rubbing in slow circles that made her breath hitch.
