don't 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 to save me when 𝐲𝐨𝐮 were the one to drown me, it consumed you but it 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞.
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Destiny N. Brown
"Show me then," I smirked, not knowing where all of this boost of confidence was coming from but I absolutely loved every second of it.
She, of course, took that as an opportunity to kiss me and grope my ass, making me grind on her crotch a little. I'm not a big fan of foreplay, but I'm at a loss for words right now.
"I want you so badly." Billie whimpered as she pulled away, her gaze fixed on mine. I smirked, reattaching my lips to hers. Her eyes were very low, as if she were smoking grams of pot.
"Take them off for me," I demanded, tapping her leg as I broke the intense kiss. She did as she was ordered and slid her jeans all the way down to her ankles. As I saw her swell through her boxers, I bit my lower lip.
Billie lifted me up for a kiss as I crawled back on top of her, the two of us sharing each other's saliva.
No longer able to wait to feel her dick poke at my thigh for the millionth time, I grabbed her shaft out of her boxers. I sat down, taking her in completely, but I wanted to cry because she was too huge, but mama ain't raised no bitch.
Billie grunted and threw her head back, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. As I bounced up and down on her, I looked at her, watching her fall completely apart. I tried my hardest to keep my moans to a minimum, but I wasn't doing so well.
"Oh, fuck." A groan escaped my lips as her strokes became more violent. While she slammed into my insides, I threw my head back onto her shoulder. Billie's lips linked with mine a few seconds later, still thrusting into me and massaging my clit.
A few minutes later, my arms curled around Billie's neck as my eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I began to fall apart in her grip.
"You feel so good, fuck." She whimpered as her strokes became a sloppy mess. As my orgasm began to mount, I pulled her hand from my clit. I put my hands on her knees and began riding her at a high speed.
Our muffled moans, our skin slapping against one another, and the music playing over the speakers were all that could be heard in the room.
"Slow down!" She pleaded with her hands on my waist, attempting to control my motions. As she found my spot and pounded it repeatedly, my eyes began to blur.
She continued rubbing my clit, still jabbing at my spot. "Oh my god," I grumbled before I began squirming as I felt my stomach knot up. She started to pump even faster, making me put my palm onto her stomach.
