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Day Three

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I am going to die. Oh My God I am going to die. I’m going to die and in the autopsy they will find a build up of sex hormones blocking anything form getting to my brain. I will die. I’m dying of not having Spencer’s hands of me. I’m dying of not being able to touch Spencer. I will die I will die I will die. Ashley continued chanting in her mind as Spencer innocently hummed in the shower. Every morning they stood at their paired sinks and brushed their teeth together. Of course this morning Spencer had woken up a little earlier and showered. So their Ashley was foaming at the mouth, quiet literally with toothpaste while the blonde smiled. She knew Ashley had trouble controlling herself knowing that Spencer was naked a few feet away. Like that time in the changing rooms. Spencer moaned at the memories, that store girl’s face was priceless.

Flashback

Spencer pulled the top over her head smiling at the mirror she turned to pull open the door.

“Hey Ash! How does this one look?”

Ashley shook out of her deep intense glaring at the door debating whether or not to attempt to sneak through the space under it, or just kick it down and take Spencer.

“Hot…” the brunette breathed out. And with that the brunette saw the open opportunity, pushing the blonde roughly she shoved them into the dressing room growling as the door closed behind them. Her lips seized the blonde’s in a blindly passionate kiss, shoving her up against the wall her hands immediately drawn under her fiancé’s shirt. Her other shoved down Spencer’s pants. The frustrating thought of naked Spencer a few feet away form her had driven her crazy with desire. Her hands worked quickly running her fingers trough the folds of the now panting blonde. Her hands pushed into the tight center making the blonde bite her lip in attempt to conceal her moaning. However of course failing as the brunette showed no sign of stopping as she continued to pump her fingers into the blonde.