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abby’s fingers plunge back into your soaked pussy, squelching with arousal when she presses and just curls –

“abby!” a strangled moan pushes from your chest, legs quivering as you scramble to close your legs , overwhelmed by the hot pleasure. your hips jolt and you grip her wrist, “too much,”

“you can take it,” she breaths out, pulling out to sliiide back in slow, fingers pressing up against that sweet spot that forces your wet, doe eyes to roll back into your skull. “you begged for this remember?” she tilts her head, voice painfully all-knowing. she knows it’s not too much. knows you enough that in a few minutes when you’ve soaked her fingers to prunes that it still won’t be enough. “please, abby. please fuck me.” she mocks sweetly, sitting up on her knees to piston her fingers faster.

“you just…” she pants, so worked up by watching you fall apart. “can’t help thinking with your pussy can you? bit off more than you can chew?”

and despite giving you shit for how fucking wet you were, abby presses her strong thighs together, trying to alleviate the hot ache that throbs at her own cunt. sticky arousal causing her boxers to stick to her sex.

you’re a panting mess, whines getting stuck in your throat when abby flicks her wrist, fucking you deeper. her thick fingers stretch you more than your own ever could, her palm dragging on your clit with each thrust. “yes, yes,” your whispered praises contrast your begging, “please don’t stop.” you whine, body igniting with sparks of pleasure.

abby chuckles, ducking her head down to press open mouthed kisses to your neck. you moan, hand pressing into her back, feeling the ridges of muscle. “you’d hate that wouldn’t you? if i stopped right now?” just to piss you off. but her words hold only a sliver of threat and your body is already protesting, hips angling as you push and grind to meet her thrusts.

“i’m so close, baby,” you breathe out, hoping to change her mind.

she shuts you up with a searing kiss, free hand squeezing your jaw as she wrestles your tongue.

“then cum on my fingers, baby, make a mess.” she mumbles against your wet lips.

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