Kyle wasn't finished yet.

Kyle curled up the four fingers inside of her, creating a mini-fist that gave Leigh such a sensation that she felt herself beginning to come. Kyle felt her pussy tightening around his fingers and yanked them out, whispering that it wasn't time yet. The leather of his four fingers was wet and shiny with Leigh's juices and some dripped onto his wrist. He caught the drop with his tongue, and, savoring the flavor, made a fist. Going knuckles first, he pushed and shoved the leather-clad fist into Leigh. She gasped and moaned loudly, arching her back and trying to come.