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    Memories Are For The Heartbroken

    Dance to this beat
    Dance to this beat
    Dance to this beat

    “I want you. Right here. Right now. I don’t care if you get sand places you don’t want sand, I’m horny.” Before Spencer could even start to protest Ashley’s fingers were already inside of her, curing up, grazing her g-spot. And as soon a there were there, the digits were being drawn out, and thrust back in, the blonde no longer only wet due her quick swim in the sea.

    Let’s get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
    Let’s get these teen hearts beating. Faster

    Ashley was always a fast mover, always so deft and agile, the brunette could go from saying she needed to be inside of her lover to kneeling in front of Spencer as the blonde trembled with pleasure.

    Spencer hardly had any experience when it came to sex, but she knew no matter how many people she ended up sleeping with, none of them would be able to top Ashley and what the brunette could do to her.

    I’ve got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
    Than any boy you’ll ever meet, sweetie you had me
    Girl I was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
    Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
    No, no, no you know it will always just be, me

    She thought of the times when their bodies would move in synchronous, lips finding lips, hands finding fabric barriers and fingers finding warmth. “Do you want to me stop?” Ashley asked stilling her ministrations. “No, I just wanted to do this,” her free hand slithered down Ashley’s torso and into the brunette’s panties. The smaller girl grinned as she unconsciously gasped, she soon recovered and her fingers started to glide back and forth out of Spencer, the taller girl matching each stroke, keeping the same tempo as her girlfriend.

    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?

    Her fingers moved swiftly, pushing and pounding as fast as she could manage, her head a blur of memories and fantasies, a soft mutter of guilt on her lips as the words “sins of the flesh” slipped from her mouth. She was too far gone to even notice and any omission of Catholic guilt being replaced by the soft panting of her former lover’s name.

    The fingers moving weren’t moving in her, they were moving inside of Ashley, pushing the brunette to the brink of ecstasy.

    And they were Ashley’s fingers moving deep within her, finding wet sensitivity, stirring feelings unknown to the blonde, unleashing want and need.

    But Ashley wasn’t inside of Spencer, she was hovering over her, telling her how beautiful she was, urging the taller girl on. Spencer’s head rolled to the side, her climax imminent. She could feel Ashley’s hand on her wrist, jerking her hand back and forth with more ferocity than she had ever before. The brunette’s lips drifted over Spencer’s neck, her tongue snaking out to taste the soft flesh. The blonde was too lost in the sensations she was causing herself to notice her soft cries and pant’s of “Ash, Ash, Ash.”

    With one final thrust, her hips bucked off of the bed and her head ripped from side to side, her hair whipping back and forth over her glistening face. She could feel the cotton of her t-shirt coming into contact with her constricting stomach as she gasped for breath. Her left hand tangled in her duvet as her right stilled inside of her wet panties.

    After what seemed like an eternity of regaining control of her breathing, and soon after the tremor’s of her orgasm had stopped, Spencer slowly opened her heavy eyelids, her darkened blue orbs searching the room for the former love of her life. Even though she knew Ashley wasn’t there, and the brunette that she had thought had been in the room with her was only a temporal hallucination, she couldn’t help the tears that spilled from her heartbroken eyes.

    So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
    Dance to this beat
    So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
    Dance to this beat
    And hold a lover close
    Let’s get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
    Let’s get these teen hearts beating. Faster

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    1. 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.

    2. 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.

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