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Lailas pov

Me and Billies date was 3 days ago and she invited me over yesterday to watch a movie with her, Finneas and Claudia.

She forced me to sleep over.
And for some weird reason she really wanted to sleep naked, and well it ended with her sleeping naked.

I woke up by the sun shining in my face. I groaned and tried to move, i was quickly stopped by something blocking me.

I remembered that i was still at Billies house. In Billies bed, with Billie cuddled up in my chest.

I looked down at the woman in my arms. Her hair was ruffled up, her face was smudged up in the most adorable way possible, her cheeks were a light shade of red and her lips were parted. Small snores occasionally escaping.

She had her arms wrapped around my stomach, i had mine reaching down wrapping around her waist pulling her closer to me.

Our legs were tangled up together and our bodys were literally pressed together.

Her face snuggled up in between my tits.

I reached for my phone on the bedside table. I opened my phone and saw that my favorite wattpad author gayacademy  posted a new part of Her Sanity.(ev3rythingiwant3d you're still my favorite)

I obviously started reading, it was basically a long as smut chapter of Leone fucking Allison.(If you haven't read that book you NEED to)

Billies pov

I woke by feeling something starting to press on my crotch. Well since i'm completely naked more like my vagina. My eyes started opening and i bit back a moan as something pressed onto my clit.

I completely opened my eyes and saw... well fabric so i looked up and saw Laila scrolling on her phone. Her lip was between her teeth and her eyes were filled with nothing but lust and hornyness.

I tensed up as i realized what was pressing onto my crotch. I'm pretty sure she realized too because the next second she was standing up besides the bed.

"I'm so so sorry, i didn't- i don't-
it wasn't-" I cut her off by pulling her back onto the bed and straddling her waist. "What are y-" Laila started but i cut her off by placing my finger onto her lips. "Shh, let me help you" I whispered seductively.

"Are you sure? It's early in the morning i could just take a cold shower or jerk off or someth-" I once again i cut her off, this time by leaning down and kissing her. "Shut up" I mumbled in her mouth. "Fine and thank you, but promise me that if you get tired or want me to stop you have to tell me" She said sternly.

"Promise, and what do you mean with if i want YOU to stop" I asked confused since i'm on top of her.

The second i asked she flipped us over and her boxers were off. I was on my back and she had her hands on each side of my head and was hovering over me.

"That's what i meant" She said in that deep dark voice she promised me she'd use next time we fuck.

I whimpered in bliss as she spoke. "That's mean" I pouted. "What me flipping us over?" She asked with a laugh. "Yes" I said then looked at her shirt that was still on.

"Hey, shirt too" I whined like a baby, pouting. She chuckled before starting to take her shirt off. "Don't laugh at me, it not my fault you have the sexiest fucking six-pack ever" I yet again whined.

She gasped sounding offended. "Exuse you, i have a eight-pack" She said with her hands on her chest pretending to be offended.

"Yeah? Prove it then" I said getting impatient and wanting her to take off her shirt already. "Chill, jesus christ" She said shaking her head.

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