“Then a second…” I let out a gasp as I feel just how wet I am. “In and out, teasing.”Her end goes silent, just the sound of heavy breathing and whimpers. I know she's playing. My two fingers spread my lips as my middle gathers a bit of my juices, pressing them against my swollen nub. The thought of one hand fucking her while the other wraps over her shoulder to hold her tightly has me soaring closer to the edge. Then, as I swirl that finger across my clit, I hear it. A whisper, barely audible; my breath hitches to catch it.“Mark me, Ay.”Visualizing her slender body squirming as the water splashes from the tub, I drag a second finger with a pop across my sensitive button. “Fuck,” she continues with more vigour. “Tell me how you would trace your teeth against my ne-”“Leaving small nips as I find that spot. The place to leave my mark.” I can almost taste her flesh as I trace my tongue over my lips. “Yours.”“Mine.” The word pours out in a growl, matter of fact.“Ayl-” Is all I hear before. Mrs. Ardsley's passing only really served to evaporate whatlittle limitations it had, from time to time, previously imposed on the ascensionto Bambi's, almost every desire. If it weren't for some kind of almost idyllicprinciple of naïveté decency, a fairytale ?good over evil' virtuethat she possessed, the beautiful, smart, and popular young lady might haveeasily lost focus and spun off, out of control. At five foot ten inches, and one hundred and twenty two pounds, the goldenskinned beauty with the thick blonde, wavy hair that flowing almost all theway down to her ass, was a major attraction. Bambi's exquisite, c-cup breastswere blessed with large peachy areolas which each framed a large pink nipple,almost absurd in scale. Her firm, round, heart-shaped, bottom was almost intoxicatingto behold. But without a doubt, the most valuable of all Bambi's physical assetswas her face. Her big blue eyes and pouting lips had mastered the expressionsshe had patented in amassing her arsenal. From.
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