Talk like that just makes it worse. I moan and start begging her. “Please, Spencer, I need it now.” She doesn’t answer me though; she just continues to tease me. She places kisses all around, purposely missing the right spots. “Yum,” she remarks as she moves back a little, just staring in between my legs, “Mmm, I just want to eat you!”

I begin to tell her to, but she runs her thumb over my erect clit and I stop. “What’s that babe? I didn’t hear you,” she smirks.

Her lips move back to my neck and she roughly grabs onto my hips. She knows it’s my big turn on- rough sex. I love it when she grabs me, spanks me, pulls my hair, scratches me, etc…

Her hand slaps my thigh, “I’m not going to do anything until you admit that you had a sex dream about us.”

Fuck. I’m screwed now, literally. She’s still kissing me all over and her finger is still stroking my hard little friend. She circles around it sometimes, missing it on purpose. Then, her fingers dip into my wetness and she keeps telling me to admit to it.

“I had a sex dream!” I almost yell it because she slipped two fingers inside.

She isn’t moving her fingers at all, except the one that is on my clit, the other ones are motionless inside me. I try to hump her hand, but whenever I do, she pulls out. Gah, what more does she want from me? “Spenceeee,” I whine.

“Mmmm,” she moans and leans down and presses her nose right against my clit. Her tongue slips out and licks me a little. “You’re so wet. I’ll help you out if you tell me more about this dream,” she says, and starts kissing my inner thighs, making sure to lick up all the wetness there.

“Uhhhh,” is all I can get out.

“Was I fucking you?” She wonders, helping me out a little bit.

“Yesssss,” I hiss because her tongue is back near my hole. Her hands reach over and wrap my thighs around her head. I look down and all I see is her head in between my legs, knowing that she’s about to eat me. I arch my back and press into her, but she pulls away again.