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    Are You Happy Now? – (Chapter: Three: Against the Tile)

    “Whatcha doing in here?” Spencer asked deviously.

    “Hmm, just wanted to rise off a little…after doing those dishes, I feel a bit greasy,” Ashley replied stoically.

    “Okay,” Spencer said as she put her head back to finish rinsing her hair.  It was then that she felt Ashley hands on the side of her hips.  Spencer didn’t move as Ashley’s hands slowly grazed the side of Spencer’s body and moved up towards her breasts.  Ashley cupped Spencer’s breasts, and squeezed slightly.  Spencer continued to rinse her hair until she felt Ashley’s tongue on her right nipple. 

    “Ohhh,” escaped from Spencer’s mouth and lowering her head, she cupped Ashley’s head in her hands and brought it up to her lips.  Their lips and tongues locked in a passionate embrace which soon became full of desire.  Spencer pushed her wet, naked body against Ashley and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and slowly pushed her up against the shower wall.

    Ashley let out a shriek. “Fuck, that’s cold!”

    Spencer smirked and held Ashley against the cold wall as Ashley tried to wiggle herself away.  “Where do you think you’re going?  You came in here, and now I get my way with you.” Spencer pushed her body harder against Ashley’s and their bodies – their breasts, stomachs, thighs –felt as if they were dissolving together.  Spencer thought she could feel the heat radiating from Ashley’s center.  “Mmmmmm,” Spencer moaned.  She grabbed Ashley’s wrists and practically threw them against the cold tile wall, pinning her there. 

    “Spencer Carlin!” Ashley laughed.  “What has gotten into you?”  Ashley sighed and continued in a softer tone, “Whatever it is, please, don’t stop.  You’re making me so wet.”

    Spencer looked into Ashley’s eyes and saw the desire.  “Really?” inquired Spencer while she pressed her thigh in between Ashley’s legs.  Spencer could now feel Ashley’s wetness.

    “Uhhh.  Oh…yes.  Spencer…” Ashley moaned pleadingly. 

    Spencer’s grin became wider.  She trailed her right hand down Ashley’s arm, down her side, and grazed her fingers across Ashley’s pelvic bone.  Spencer slowly removed her thigh as her fingers reached Ashley’s waxed lips.  Ashley’s lips were soft and smooth and Spencer’s fingers lingered before she spread them and placed her middle and ring finger firmly between them.  She slowly stroked Ashley once before Ashley grabbed Spencer’s hand.

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