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I MEAN... oh. never mind that, just make her stop this. You can still stop this before it goes any farther.
"What's wrong?"
It's then that I realize I must have stopped responding to Ashley, with my mouth that is, because my hips had been working fine before she stopped her hand too, "Noth...ing," I squeak.
Suddenly she taps my clit, "Tell me what is wrong."
"No-nothing."
She flicks my clit and taps in rapidly before stopping, "Tell me."
"I want... you," my breathing is uneven and difficult almost.
"Is that it?" she raises one eyebrown at me.
I flush red and I whimper under my breath, "I want you in both places."
"What?"
I whimper again, "I want you in both places, and I can't decide where I want you more."
She smirks, "You don't have to choose."
"Huh?"
I hear her mumble, "Stupid, good-for-only-moving-my-furniture boy."
Then she drops to her knees, "Ash?"
She looks up at me and smiles genuinly before standing back up, "Do you trust me?"
Um... hello? Were you not here for this whole encounter? The story of our lives with all our fights. No, I do not trust you. You are trying to seduce me to sin. I may have been come this far with you, but I will not come with you! Pun not intended.
I snicker, "Yeah."
She leans in and kisses me before dropping back to her knees. She lifts my skirt and her head disappears. I feelt her hand on my leg, so I lift up and she puts my leg over her shoulder and moves that much closer.
I feel her finger slide through my folds sending a shiver through me, before it's gone. Then I hear Ashley moan. Did she ju... Oh My Gawd.
I whimper and moan as she suckles on my clit. After a few minutes, I relax into her and that's when I feel her tug, flick, lick, and squeeze it. Then I feel a finger probing at my entrance. I feel her slowly penetrate me, and I so badly want to grab onto her hair, but I restrain myself as I continue to keep my hands clenched at my side. I can't help jerking into her face though.
I can't taste the blood dripping off my lip from where I bit it just a little too hard. I can't feel my nails digging into my palm, probably leaving impressions of each nail.
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