When I started nibbling her neck she started fucking me harder and she pressed her lips against my ear and let out the moan I was dying to hear. I was right. It did send me over the edge. I started cumming for Spencer. I was grinding against her hand and her free hand started to massage my clit.

Ashley: “Spencer! Mmm!”

I was still whispering, but it was hard. Being quiet while having an orgasm isn’t easy for me. She slowed down her pace while I rode out my orgasm. She slowly moved them in and out of me until she was certain that I was done. I still had my arms wrapped around her, so she moved me to the bench so I wouldn’t fall.

As I was resting I saw her get down on her knees and she began to lick her fingers clean. That was always a turn on. I never would have dreamed Spencer was capable of so much. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes trying to slow my heart rate. I was so relaxed, but Spencer didn’t plan on slowing my heart rate down. I felt her finger nails softly scratching my inner thighs and she spread my legs. She grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to her.

Ashley: “Spenc…”

I was cut off by her tongue sliding across my already soaking wet clit.

Spencer: “I love you Ashley.”

She went back to licking me up and down. Nice and slow.

Ashley: “Mmm Spence. I love you so much.”

I was barely able to finish that sentence because I felt her tongue go inside of me. She started sucking and nibbling on my clit and I draped my legs over her shoulders. Both of my hands were tangled up in her hair and I couldn’t help it. I gently tugged on her hair. I knew she liked it. She was a lot kinkier than she lets on. She swirled her tongue over my clit and that made me pull harder. I didn’t want to rip her hair out, but I couldn’t help it. She was making me feel so good. The harder I would pull the faster she would lick. The faster she licked the harder I would pull. We were stuck in an endless loop of pleasure.  My thighs started to shake so she rubbed them. Her grip on them tightened as I was pulling harder at her hair. I loved when she was rough with me. I was already so sensitive from the first orgasm she gave me, so it was only a matter of time before I exploded. I was starting to grind against her face when I felt her tongue go back inside of me. She was drawing out all of my fluids and covering my clit with them. Everything she was doing was driving me crazy. I was getting extremely close to my orgasm, so I let go of her hair. I really didn’t want to rip it out. I placed both of my hands on my chest and I was squeezing my breasts. From the angle Spencer had me laying at I could only see her ever time I exhaled. My boobs kept getting in the way. We made eye contact for a brief moment. I saw the look in her eyes. She loved to watch me touch myself, but I liked it even better when she did it. I grabbed one of her hands and made her play with my right nipple, while I took the left. She continued to work her magic on me with her tongue and that was it. My hips started thrusting against her and me head tilted to the side. In my attempt to remain quiet I was breathing heavily. My other hand grabbed the one of hers that was playing with my breast and I squeezed it harder and harder as I was cumming all over her tongue. My stomach felt like I was turning flips. I had a bad case of the butterflies and I was shaking so bad, but I always did when ever I made love with Spencer. She kept slowly, but firmly licking up and down my clit until I was able to move again. That’s the good thing about Spencer. She wanted to draw out every second of the orgasm she worked so hard to give me.