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    The Happiest Place On Earth – (Chapter: Awake)

    “In me.” It was quiet, and Spencer couldn’t even tell if that’s what she was saying at all, but that was all she needed. She made her way halfway down her bed again, and leaned her shoulders down. She started tracing circles around Ashley’s clit, just brushing it every once in a while with her thumb. Each time she would graze it, Ashley would murmur and move her legs, but she still seemed to be sleeping for the most part. Finally, Spencer inched herself as close as possible to Ashley’s center. She gingerly placed her splayed hands on Ashley’s thighs and placed her tongue along Ashley’s folds.

    Ashley’s torso bolted straight up as if someone had decided to show what a tiny mentos dropped into a tiny bottle of diet coke at the bottom of her spine could do. “Shit!” She hissed, and then looked down, understanding immediately what was happening but a little too startled to believe it. She lay back down and tucked some hair behind Spencer’s ear so she could see her face a bit. Suddenly a grinning, glistening face popped up.

    “Know you hate surprises, but I thought this one might be okay” With a wink and a smirk, the face disappeared again and Ashley was about to respond when she felt a finger enter her. Ashley felt a pull to yell out, but contained herself, remembering that getting thrown out by one’s hair was not something she wanted to experience again. She wasn’t as wet as she was last night, but Spencer was not having trouble moving herself in and out at a steady, slow speed.

    “God, Spence. That’s it. Make me cum!”

    She sucked on her clit every few thrusts and Ashley could feel a ball of white hot energy start to gather in her stomach and radiate out to her limbs, waiting to be further concentrated and then released. And then suddenly, nothing. Not nothing, loneliness. She could feel Spencer’s hands on her thighs, and her hot breath on her pussy, but Spencer was no longer really in her, or even on her, and she felt an immediate loneliness, a profound emptiness, at that.

    “Hey, what happened, Spence? You okay?” She ran her hand through her hair.

    “Yeah. I’m sorry. I was just thinking.”

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