"God. Molly." He lets out a short, stuttering sigh as he pushes the waistband of his pants down--and the breath he takes as he strokes his cock slowly, root to tip, is audibly shaky. "If I were there--mm--two fingers, in deep. And I'd use my tongue on you."

He's been fantasizing about that, too, since Saturday. He knows women can have multiple orgasms without the same extensive refractory period the male body needs, and he wants to know if he can make Molly come more than once tonight.