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    To Be Loved – (Chapter: She Always Has To Go)

                    “Spencer!” I said laughing. I heard the door close slowly behind me and I turned around, “There you are!” She didn’t say a word just motioned me to sit on the bed. I did as she asked and got myself comfortable. She started off by slowly taking off her shirt, she was dancing to the music in here head as she swayed back and forth unbuttoning her shirt for me. She dropped down and slowly came back up making sure that I caught a glimpse of her ass. I loved when she danced for me. She finally undid her shirt and threw at me,

                    Her silk laced bra was revealed, making me unconsciously bite my lip, as I continued to watch. My clit started with its constant throbbing and my pussy only grew wetter and wetter as the time passed. She sensed that I needed her which only made her go that much slower. She grabbed the side of her hips and hooked her thumb into her pants. Slowly she pulled them down inch by inch still teasing. I groaned and she just smiled.

                    She danced to an unknown beat and it drove me crazy. She finally got rid of her pants and her matching black thong caught my eye. She kept dancing around me which made my need so much greater. Without even realizing I had slipped my hand into my pants and started to rub my clit. I had gone unnoticed until a slight moan erupted from my mouth. Her head snapped up to look at me and she just bit her lip and smirked.

                    “Tisk! Tisk,” She said waving her index finger at me, “bad Ashley!” I pouted a little and she smiled and started to walk over to the bed. I bit my bottom lip in anticipation and she finally found herself straddling my left leg. She firmly grabbed onto my hips and securely made sure I wasn’t going anywhere before she rocked back and forth on my leg. I could feel the wetness that escaped her pussy dripping onto my leg and that only increased the need for me to fuck her more, now I understand why she has such a tight grip on me.

                    Every time she rocked into my leg her knee would press up against my core eliciting slight moans of relief and definite build up. However, it was not enough to have the earth shattering orgasm I usually have when we have sex. She keeps rocking and by her panting I can tell she close. Soon I find myself pulling her closer so that I can start rocking on her knee. I am successful in my attempt and now we are both rocking into each other.

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