The Ghost of You

Chapter 46 - Until Death Do Us Part 🔞

This chapter contains a mature content. If you're not comfortable, feel free to skip the part. I'll put a warning sign before and after.

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WARNING EXPLICIT CONTENT 🔞

Becky pushed Freen onto the couch only to be straddling her hips. She lifted her dress and guiding Freen's hands to her hips. Once it was done, she lifted Freen's shirt exposing her torso. Becky moved her hands up and down the toned stomach. Freen's shirt rolled down again, making Becky feel annoyed.

"Mmm.. hold it your mouth Freen.."

She lift it up again making Freen biting into her own shirt holding it in place.

"Nghh.."

Freen groaned.

Becky started to grind her center to Freen's taut stomach. Up and down, back and forth making the older girl threw back her head on the couch while still biting into her shirt. Her movements are consistent, getting more urgent. Her dress strap fell off her shoulders because of the movement, almost revealing her breasts. Feeling that the dress only gets in the way, Freen pulled the strap of the dress down making it pool to Becky's stomach. Her breasts fully exposed. She snaked her hand into Becky's underwear, grabbing and squeezing her butt.

"I'm taking this off."

Becky gets up from Freen's lap and immediately took off her underwear together with her dress. She gets on Freen's laps again in her birthday suit and continues grinding her wet center to the toned stomach muscles.

"F-fuck.. Becky you're so wet.."

Freen looked down to her own stomach, Becky's slick covering it. Her shirt roll down again as she talked.

"Nghh.. baby take this off.. It gets in the way.."

Becky requested, assisting Freen in taking her shirt off leaving Freen in her bra.

"Becky, are you gonna keep riding my stomach baby?"

She gave a soft squeeze on Becky's butt cheeks as the younger girl continued her ride.

"Mhmm.. it feels good. But not enough. Put on a strap please? I wanna ride that."

"Okay, if you want-"

Before she can finish her words, Becky jumps off of her and ran upstairs naked, picking up her favourite strap on. After a few minutes, Becky returns with a pink strap. Freen took it immediately and wears it after she fully stripped all her clothes.

"Faster Freen~"

"Okay, okay.."

Becky pushed her sitting down on the couch and straddled her again, positioning the hard and vibrant strap to her slick entrance. She slowly descended holding her breath and moaning feeling how wide she's been stretched.

"Nghh.. Fuck! Ahh..."

She wasted no time and starts bouncing and riding it.

"Becky slow down! Ahh.. ahh.. baby.. fuck.."

"Mmm.. Freen.. ah.. ah.. baby it's fucking thick! Nghh!"

She keeps bouncing on it even with the whining.

"Why did you take this one?? Ngh.. This is.. ahh.. this is the one that you used on me. It's a bit thicker than the one that I always used on you. F-fuck.. ahh.. Shit, Becky.. it's rubbing on my clit. Ah.. ah.."

"Hmmph.. I can't- Ah! I can't find the other one! It's fine, I'll get used to this. Oh fuck.. it feels good baby.. I feel so full! How did.. nghh... how did this fit in you??"