Spencer: “Why would I change my mind?” I start kissing her neck again and she moans with everything lick, suck, and tug from my lips.

Ashley: “I don’t know. Are you nervous?” Her hands still in my hair and she starts to pull at it a little as my kissing intensifies.

Spencer: “Mmmmm, a little.” She moans out. “But with my dad on board and you there…Oh, God Ash!” She hisses out as she slowly starts to rock against me. My hands find her ass I push her harder down onto me and our rocking quickens and I wrap my legs around her.

Ashley: “How are you going to tell her?” But it comes out in a rush of air as her bare thigh rubs my pussy.

Spencer: “Let’s not talk about my mom right now, Ash.” And with that, her mouth finds mine and her hand grips my hip while her other hand tangles in my hair.
Her tongue enters my mouth and I grab her ass that much harder in response.

Ashley: “Are you wet, baby?”

Spencer: “Mmmm, very.” She answers in that raspy voice of her’s that I love so much. It turns me on more than it should and without further ado, I drop my hands down to her hips and lift her body as I slide down the bed and lower her pussy onto my face. “FUCK!” She screams as my lips immediately go to work.

She sits up a little with her hands steadying herself on the bed frame as I make out with her clit. My lips work frantically and every once and while my tongue will join the mix, running up and down the length and moving her clit in circles sometimes fast sometimes slow. She is so wet, and after a moment of purely loving her clit, I shove two fingers into her hole.

Spencer: “Yeah, just like that, Ash!” Her body rises and falls on my face, impaling herself on my tongue and fingers. I slip another finger inside of her and she grinds harder and faster onto my mouth.

Her weight shifts as she lets her hands fall back onto the bed behind her body. I don’t think anything of it at the time…that is until I feel her right hand cup me.
She dives two fingers into my hole, resting her thumb on my clit and I moan into her pussy.