#dyke behavior

So, she spent the day at my house again (actually, she just leaved, and I still kinda in a haze), and Jesus fucking Christ, today's was even better.

I was less nervous, so she didn't need to be so careful. Our kiss deepened fast, her hands where all over my body, the way she grabbed and slapped my ass, the way she gave me little slaps in the face when her kisses in my neck got my mind too fuzzy.

Oh, and when she lifted my shirt and bra to grope my tits, and put hers in my mouth. I couldn't help but to suck on it hungrily, licking, biting on both of them. The way she moaned on my ears, the way she couldn't get her mouth out of mine, out of my body.

How we would grind against each other through the clothes, cause she knew I'm still too embarrassed to go to real sex. But even so, we hump one on another like animals on heat, moaning each other's names, and fuck fuck fuck...

We came together!!!!!

Omg omg it was so good, so intense, she grabbing my hair and making me look at those pretty eyes while we got that delicious high.

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