"V-very well then," Michael said, sighing as she began using her tongue. "By E.A. Poe's Poems, you're<i>amazing</i>," Michael said, reaching over to make Serena feel just as amazing, playing with her folds through her wet and now see through panties, rubbing the fabric against her clit. Michael blinked, noticing that Serena was going rougher on his little Mikey, though in a good way. Pushing aside her panties, he started to slowly finger her with one hand as another rubbed her left breast over her clothing, hopefully making the rough material of her clothing rub against her nipples. He could feel them even through her thick jacket.<br/><br/>"Oh god, Serena," Michael muttered, groaning as he felt her tongue on his head. "I'm close... I'm so close..."