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Memories Are For The Heartbroken
Spencer thrust two fingers deeper into herself, curling them upwards thinking of the first time her and Ashley had a quickie at school, “Spencer, I’m not sure, we could get…oh!” the brunette had lost her train of thought as soon as her lover had pushed three fingers into her already wet centre. As the taller girl’s movements became more vigorous, she urged Ashley to wrap her legs around her waist. The smaller girl complied, the action pushing Spencer’s fingers further into Ashley and the brunette was thankful that she was no longer standing as her legs were shaking so much she doubted that they would have supported her weight.
Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn’t expect to get all of the attention.
Now let’s not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?
As Spencer continued to plunge her fingers into herself, she remembered how Ashley had screamed an incoherent mix of “oh fuck”, “god” and “don’t stop” as she came, the sound of her gratification being combined with soft whimpers.
Ashley had been so easy to please, and Spencer had loved to please her girlfriend, in everyway she knew how – even in some ways she didn’t know how.
“You know you don’t have to…jezzzzussss!” was what had spilled from Ashley’s mouth as the tip of Spencer’s tongue came into contact with the brunette’s hardening clit. The blonde had bitten back on a giggle that threatened to escape her lips as she heard Ashley’s sharp intake of breath. Throwing a quick glance upwards at her girlfriend, Spencer let her tongue slowly circle Ashley’s clit, pleased with the low moans that the brunette had started to make, the taller girl sucked the nub into her mouth.
Let’s get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
She grinned at the memory and added a third finger to her now dripping wet core, the soft groans she started to emit reaching her ears as Ashley’s gentle sighs.
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Completely awesome, you write beautifully. I think people are smoking crack to rate this story so low. I dont usually like lyrics in stories, but I really liked this. Great job.
Completely awesome, you write beautifully. I think people are smoking crack to rate this story so low. I dont usually like lyrics in stories, but I really liked this. Great job.