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Buddy throws her head back, mewling. She grinds down again onto Vespa’s face, and her girlfriend licks up eagerly into her cunt.
Buddy is slick with sweat and completely dripping wet between her thighs. It’s a wonder Vespa isn’t drowning in the slick flowing out of her, but she seems to be drinking up every drop as it comes. Then again, with her positioned like this, her head wedged tightly between Buddy’s quivering thighs, she might just asphyxiate anyway.
But instead, it’s clear that she’s loving this. Her hot, hard tongue pokes into Buddy’s entrance, lapping delightfully at her walls and making Buddy see stars. She curls her hands into Vespa’s short, shocking green hair, aiming for more leverage as she fucks her face, and Vespa moans right into Buddy’s pussy.
Buddy stills for a moment, considering, though Vespa’s tongue keeps moving, pushing in and out of her hole energetically. But when Buddy tugs on her hair, testing her hypothesis, another moan escapes Vespa, sending wonderful vibrations through her folds.
“I see,” says Buddy, a little breathless, as she starts to move her hips again, and moves one hand up to circle and pinch her own nipple. The other hand, however, she keeps in Vespa’s hair, and as she ruts on Vespa’s tongue and face, she also experiments. A quick tug makes Vespa gasp. Pulling long and steady makes her shout, muffled in Buddy’s cunt. Running her fingers through the soft hairs near the back of her neck produce adorable whimpers and hot pants of air over her clit.
As she plays with Vespa’s hair, her girlfriend ups the ante, licking long stripes through Buddy’s slick folds, circling and sucking on her clit to make Buddy shudder and shout, pulling Buddy’s thighs to latch her cunt right onto Vespa’s face so that she can stick her tongue deep inside to swipe over her spongy spot inside.
Buddy’s hips buck and spasm as she keeps grinding hard, holding Vespa down between her thighs, and when her girlfriend laps thirstily at her clit, Buddy comes with a gasp. She doesn’t stop fucking Vespa’s face, riding out the waves of her orgasm and moaning loudly when her tongue slips down to pry into her clenching, tight hole.
Finally her hips still and she lifts up, sliding down to straddle Vespa’s waist rather than her face.
Which is a mess. She’s completely covered in Buddy’s juices and her own saliva, her lips pink and swollen as she swallows.
Buddy kisses her, licking into her mouth to taste her own slick on her lover’s lips, before pulling away with a smack.
“I believe it’s your turn, darling,” she says, and smiles when Vespa’s eyebrow quirks.