Adult Blogs: 8TH STREET LATINAS didn't answer her; I just began rubbing the neck of the bottle around her pussy, flattening that trim thatch of hers with the gentle pressure I applied. Watching the expression on her face, as I rubbed lower, the lip of the bottle rubbing against the lips of her pussy, was such a turn on. The sharp intake of breath when I parted those lips with the mouth of the bottle and began a slow rhythm of pleasure, rubbing from her clit to her pussy, made me almost cum right then and there. But I wanted to make her beg for this.