Beyoncé's world turned upside down when she found out her husband was cheating. She thought everything was fine. She wanted nothing more than to take care of her kids and be loved by her husband, but life had other plans. Welcoming his best friend i...
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Devour III
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In the moment, she gazed into her lover's eyes, dying to see any uncertainty. Of any denial that she was willing to show her under her submissive complex. All she saw was desire. Her bottom lip was tucked in between her teeth. Her desperate eyes stared back into hers.
This was her first time, so she didn't want to disappoint her. The woman who had been giving her the ache between her legs. The urge to leave her husband. The urge to replace him.
"C'mon Bey, stop teasing me..." Said her lover. Her eyes stared down into those brown orbs of affection. The pleasure that she was going to afflict on her, was too much for her to even say. "I already-"
"Shhh, just wait love," She could only respond. That's when pleading eyes looked into hers. It was like she would sink into the atmosphere she was currently in if she didn't get what she wanted. Yet, Beyoncé smiled softly letting out a light chuckle. It was something Onika had only heard a few times but each time she shivered with the desire to reach out and touch the older woman. Now that the roles were reversed, she didn't know how to stop breathing so heavily.
Beyoncé's head disappeared in between her thighs to observe the place that was causing her so much arousal. Just looking at the beautiful set of lips that set skilfully on her made her hum lowly. One touch and she would feel her body jerk.
"C-Can you hurry up?"
Irritated, Beyoncé stood up and looked into Onika's eyes. "Why are you rushing me?" She asked. Her head tilted to the side as she waited for a response.
Onika didn't necessarily know why she was rushing her. All she knew was that she wanted to cum and that Beyoncé was going to give that to her. Usually, she was the one pushing for any type of reaction out of her, pulling at her emotions like she was a puppet of her sins. It was downright degrading but that's what made messing with Beyoncé more fun.
She could see the desire in her eyes, almost shaking at the annoyance she peeped. "Fine, I'm sorry. I won't rush you." She didn't have to wait for Beyoncé to explore her because her mouth was already near her center. Taking in the beauty of her pussy. Beyoncé could see the clear liquid that was dripping from her core, which made her eager to rub her slit.
"Mm, fuck," Onika cursed as Beyoncé's fingers rubbed her pussy slowly. She kept her eyes on the woman and bit her bottom lip, trapping any noise that was bound to come from them.
