He knelt between her legs. His hands ran back and forth in ever shrinking circles between the top of her pubic hair and the bottom of her slit. A circle with his hands and he was travelling within her pubic hair all the time, only pausing briefly at the bottom of her slit to tantalize and tease her before moving on. Each hand mirrored the movements of the other. They travelled up the sides of her sex, diverted into the forest of her hair and then back down until they met at the bottom of her slit. Three, four, five more times he repeated the maneuver, each time the distance between his hands shortened. On the next pass his fingers did not stray out into her hair. Instead, they travelled up the inside of her slit, running along in her wetness, pausing at the top of her sex just over the clitoris, brushing it oh so briefly, and then decended back to the bottom of her slit only to begin again. She found herself moaning. She wasn't sure how long she could stand this. The sensation wasn't yet all that intense, but her state of arousal was. Without any thought on her part, she found her hips moving, trying to increase the contact on her clitoris as his forefingers passed over it.