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    North of Somewhere (A Story) – (Chapter: Songs, Praise, and Old Spice…)

    “I can tell…”

    “What? What do you mean?” Ashley asked confused.

    Spencer pointed at the trail of wetness Ashley was leaving on her waist.

    “Oh…” Ashley said, blushing. She was slightly uncomfortable with her body revealing to Spencer the secrets of exactly what the girl did to her.

    Before Ashley could hide, Spencer sat up, causing their clits to come in contact and both girls to tremble with the unbelievable sensation.

    “Shit…”Ashley growled as she buried her head on Spencer’s shoulder.

    Spencer decided to use the opportunity of Ashley’s vulnerability to her advantage, lifting the girl up a few inches…just enough room to slip two fingers into her wet center.

    “Spence…”

    Spencer quickly found a rhythm as though she had been Ashley’s lover for years. Ashley tried to return the favor, but Spencer stilled her hands, “Just…don’t move,” Spencer whispered, as she began to slowly rock back and forth, creating friction on both of their clits.

    It was almost too much for Ashley, who could do nothing more than weave her rejected hand in Spencer’s hair and pray that she wouldn’t give in too soon to her urges to come.

    Thanks to the rocking motion, Spencer was also on her way to an intense orgasm. She realized her girlfriend’s advantages over her as she attempted to maintain the pace of her fingers moving in and out of Ashley. Finding that she couldn’t, she withdrew her fingers and focused only on the friction she was creating against Ashley’s clit with her own.

    “Fuck…fuck…..shit….” Ashley managed a string of profanities as she grew closer to release.

    Both girls were breathing hard as they rocked into each other and the sounds of Spencer’s soft moans, Ashley’s commitment to all words profane, and the subtle noises of sweat-covered bodies sliding together in order to achieve one common goal filled the room.

    It was Spencer who climaxed first, her face full of all of the signs of an intense orgasm. Ashley opened her eyes long enough to study the expression, in love with the idea of making Spencer experience such pleasure. However, her observance was soon halted by the waves of release sweeping over her body and she gave into the rush, letting her body explore the depths of ecstasy and her mind explore the memories of Spencer’s face.

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