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    Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 10)

    I expected her to untie me or move away so I could follow her order, willing to do what ever to cum. But she stayed put with her hands on her hips, the dildo still in my quivering pussy which was gripping it in an attempt to pull it all the way in, “What are you waiting for fuck yourself!”

    Realizing what she wanted me to do I started raising my hips the best I could with being tied down. Up and down, I fucked myself on her dildo, “That’s right baby move those hips, fuck yourself like the wet slut you are!” her words pushed me to move harder faster, the cliff was fast approaching again and soon she was working her hips against me again as she leaned down kissing me passionately, our bodies becoming one, somehow my hands and legs were untied now and wrapped around her slender body, flipping her over I rode the plastic piece between her legs, “That’s right Spence…god, keep going…huuuuh, ugh,” she grunted and moaned in my ear as I was laid flat on her, her mouth near my ear and just as we came both stilling in bliss she whispered the four words I had been waiting for, “I love you Spence…”

    I woke up wrapped in Ashley’s arms, snuggled close, the air from her mouth blowing across my face causing some of my loose blond hair to dance on my skin making the texture of the dream come rushing back and the juices in my panties to cream that much more. Pulling my thumb from my mouth I scooted out of her arms and off the couch. Max and John laid on the love seat; John was sprawled on his back, arm over the side dangling just above the carpet while Max’s head was in the crook of his neck, whole body covering the young man below him. Lucy had found her self up side down in the chair, hair sprawled out on the carpet, some drool making its way from her mouth to her cheek. Yuck!

    Stretching my arms above my head than wiping the spittle from my thumb on my shirt I headed up stairs for a quick shower. Warm water spread over every crevice of my body, caressing the tender flesh and kneading my muscles, my fingers already between my legs to relieve the tension built up earlier. After drying off I made my way to my room grabbing for my cell phone, flipping it open I sent a text than put on my training clothes took my back pack and went down stairs. The four of them were still out, this was one of the good things about going to bed early, I always got up earlier than any one else, besides my dad who like never sleeps because he’s always up making breakfast or at work.

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