"Mmm, Ashley." Spencer moned as I kissed down her bare stomache. She suddenly change positions

"You’re so beautiful." I whispered once she flipped us over so she was on top of me.

"Unlike you, I won’t waste any time teasing, Ashley." She said taking my right nipple into her mouth. I had spent a half an hour teasing her until she made me stop.

"Fuck, Spencer." She quickly moved on from my breasts to my needy pussy.

"Someones wet…." She said as she ran her finger through my folds.

"Someones needs to fuck me." She smiled as she thrust 2 fingers inside of me. Spencer is so beautiful, I could cum to the sight of her.

She thrust into me wildly.

"God, Spence, I’m so close."

"How close?" She purs in my ear. All I can do is try to surpress a loud moan of her name by screaming into a pillow. I’m not really sure how many times I came.. I lost count at three. She just wouldn’t stop.

She kissed my neck over and over again. She straddles my waist and makes sure our centers are touching. We both pant repeatedly as we refuse to stop grinding our hips into each other.

"Spencer, look at me." I said as she started to close her eyes, just as our eyes met, she did everything she could to silence her screams of pleasure.

Spencer rests her cheek against mine as she focuses on the rhythmic pressure soothing the ache between her legs. A sweat breaks out on her brow; she closes her eyelids so tightly that it looks like it hurts. Her knees buckle, succumbing to the fervor that’s dying to be released. Her labored breath don’t not stop her from inhaling the fragrance of my hair. Spencer’s full, moist pink lips brush my ear…but they’re not quite on there.

"Stop…," She barely whispers. "Stop" – a little louder this time, panting every word – "Slow…down. I’m…you’re making me…what are you doing to me?"

Blushing from head to toe, she can hardly looks at me as I withdrawl my fingers.

"I just want to make you feel good," I say as I stroke some sweaty hair from Spencer’s forehead, mischievously searching for the blue sparkle in her eyes. I raise Spencer’s chin, peer longingly at her lips and say, "I’m sorry. I’ll slow down. I’ll do what ever you want. It’s just that…you…you’re so …I can’t help myself…"