Cam could barely nod. Her knees were beginning to weaken as Michael continued stroking between the opening and the orb.
“Is this enough?” Michael teased as her fingers moved faster.
“Oh, God” Cam breathed. “I’ve missed you so much!”
Michael took Cam’s clit between her thumb and forefinger and started to knead it, softly at first. Slowly she continued, increasing the speed and pressure as she sensed Cam’s body start to heat. It was like starting a fire with a stick and string, making the whirling send smoke into the air. The more she rubbed the swollen orb, the more she could feel the hot juice leak from Cam.
Michael felt Cam’s head shake back and forth. She could feel Cam shaking and felt her weight begin to shift as her knees weakened. This was the advantage of being tall. She could reach one arm around Cam’s waist and lift her just enough to plunge the other hand into Cam’s crotch. Michael cradled Cam to her to prevent her from falling and stroked harder and faster.