You twiddle your thumbs nervously, you were never any good at lying and a lie here might seal your fate for good, "W-well..." you start, "I-I just feel like, y-y'know, mouths and stuff...it's just like...really hot, and you...I just...I couldn't help myself." you finish pathetically, expecting at the very least a severe tongue lashing.
To your surprise, however, she softens, an embarrassed flush colouring her pale cheeks, making her even cuter in your opinion. "That doesn't exactly excuse you doing things without my permission..." she began sternly and you lower your gaze, there's really nothing you can say to that, "but, you did really help me out today..." she rubbed the back of her neck, "you just want to touch my mouth?" she asked, trying not to meet your gaze.
You raise your head, unable to believe your ears, was she really about to let this happen? You nod eagerly.
"I need to rest and recover my strength and so do you..." she reminded you, you had to admit you were exhausted, "but... if you don't take to long I'll let you. Just be more gentle, okay?" she says, blushing furiously now.
stretching her sore muscles she lay back down, opening her mouth, the tip of her tongue brushing the smooth metal of her piercing as she let it hang slightly out of her mouth. As you sit beside her you can now see straight to the back of her gently flexing throat, "A-are you sure?" you ask hesitantly as you reach towards her.
She nods nervously as your finger enters the small moist cavern again. This time, not having to worry she'd wake any second, you take your time exploring. Running your finger over the inside of her cheek, and feeling the ridges in the roof of her mouth and the outline of her pearly white teeth. You feel a tingly sense of unreality as your finger is slathered in the strange girl's spittle gliding over the slippery wet flesh of her mouth.
Finally your probing takes you back into her deep humid throat her golden eyes which had been watching you curiously the whole time, glance away, trying to distract herself from the urge to gag as you prod deeper.
"You okay?" you ask worriedly, pulling your finger out a bit to give her a rest. She only nods again and you continue deeper rubbing the slippery seam where her tender gullet began. To your surprise at this point her lips wrapped around your finger, and, though her eyes were watering having your finger down her throat, she began to suck on it softly, swallowing the tip of your finger and letting you feel the light sweet tug of her inner muscles as they tried in vain to pull your fingertip down into her toned sinewy belly.
You let out an involuntary moan as her slick soft inner flesh coils and wraps around your finger and, to your surprise, she moans softly too, her throat vibrating from the sound.
