







Part 3/4 . The jets aren’t enough, I need *more*. My hand finds my clit, now smothered in my own cum. I rub the tip of my middle finger onto the throbbing spot, sending electric currents through my legs and abdomen. The finger reaches further between my legs, parting my swollen lips as it ventures deeper. I’m tight with anticipation, but the thick clear liquid helps my finger go deeper still, curving upwards inside me. I bend over to support my melting body as it begs for more - to be filled tighter, touched deeper. I moisten another finger and send them together into my pussy, jamming them fast now, in and out, the water squelching against the palm of my hand as it mashes into my clit.