Santana: *looks outside*
Brittany; *walks out the bathroom* ready?
Santana: I don't think so *still looking outside*
Brittany: oh wauw what a rain *looks outside*
Santana; I will bring you home
Brittany: is it's safe to go outside? *looks at Santana*
Santana: let's watch the news *puts the TV on*
-TV-
weather girl- well the storm is stated *points at the screen behind her* this is the storm, the storm we talked about this morning, keep your windows shut and stay home is my advice *smiles* have a nice day and see you soon
Santana: *turns the TV off* well
Brittany: I will text my mom that I'm home later *takes her phone*
Santana: I'm hungry *walks to the kitchen*
Brittany: *texting her mom* mom I'm with Santana because off the storm I don't know when I'm home
Heather: that's is okey be careful baby
Brittany: yeah mom I will
Santana; *yells* wanna eat something babe?
Brittany: *walks in* yeah sure
Santana; wanna eat a pizza?
Brittany: sure *standing by her*
Santana; your so hot *looks at her*
Brittany; *blushes* gosh Santana
Santana; what? *warps her arms around Brittany's waist*
Brittany; nothing *smiles*
Santana: *slowly leans in*
Brittany; Santana don't
Santana; why not I want you, you want me *pulls her close*
Brittany; *looks at her lips*
Santana; *kisses her soft*
Brittany; *doent kiss back*
Santana; *holds her tight*
Brittany; *gives in and kisses her back, puts her hands on Santana's cheek*
Santana; *puts her on the counter*
Brittany; *spread her legs* hmm
Santana: *kisses her neck*
Brittany: oh my gosh *moans*
Santana: you like it don't you *looks at her*
Brittany; yeah I fucking love it *kisses Santana again*
Santana; *smirks in the kiss*
Brittany; *slides her hand over her back*
Santana; hmm babe *slides her shirt off*
Brittany; *looks at santana* what?
Santana; I'm looking at your sexy abs baby *bits her lip*
Brittany; *blushes*
Santana; let's go to the living room baby *takes her hand*
Brittany; *walks with her*
Santana: *lays on the couch* take your clothes off baby
Brittany; *slowly takes her pants off*
Santana; *looking at her* oh gosh your so sexy *bits het lips*
Brittany; and your clothes?
Santana; I wanna see your first baby *smiles*
Brittany; okey? *takes her bra off and trows it away*
Santana; oeh baby that looks amazing *getting wet*
Brittany; *takes her panty off*
Santana; give me your panty baby *looks at her pussy*
Brittany; *gives her panty*
Santana; *smells her panty* this is mine now baby
Brittany; why?
Santana; because I say so baby come here sit on my lap *smiles*
Brittany; *sits on her lap*
Santana ; spread you legs baby
Brittany: *spread her legs*
Santana; *puts 2 fingers in her pussy* gosh your tight
Brittany: oh gosh *moans*
Santana; say you like it baby *kisses her cheek*
Brittany; I like it *moans*
Santana; say you love it *moves her fingers faster*
Brittany: I ....I oh gosh I love it *moans*
Santana; good girl *rubs her clit with her dum*
Brittany; oh fuck *moans*
Santana; I knew you would like this *moves her fingers fast*
Brittany; *lays her head on her shoulder*
Santana; *stops*
Brittany; why did you stop? *looks at her*
Santana; you loved it? *looks at her*
Brittany; yeah *looks shyly*
Santana; come with me
Brittany; *standing* to where?
Santana: my room *slaps her ass hard* fallow me
Brittany; Santana?
Santana; yeah *looks at her*
Brittany: I'm going home
Santana; why?
Brittany; we gonna have sex but we are not together
Santana: you don't want to be together with me *looks at her*
Brittany: *takes her clothes* can I have my panty?
Santana; no it's mine now *puts it in her pocket*
Brittany; oh gosh *puts her clothes on*
Santana: are you really going in this storm?
Brittany: *looks outside* shit I forgot
Santana: come let's go on with what we where doing *smiles*
Brittany: no and give my panty
Santana; *laughs* hell no
Brittany; gosh *sits back on the couch*
Santana; *sits besides her* come wanna......
Brittany: no!
Santana: *puts her arm around her* then not
Brittany: are you always so touchy?
Santana; don't you like it?
Brittany; *says nothing*
Santana; I know you do *kisses her cheek*
Brittany; *smiles*
Santana; *kisses her cheek again*
Brittany; Santana *giggles*
Santana; what? *smiles*
Brittany; *looks at her*
Santana; hmm *kisses her lips*
Brittany; *pulls away after a couple minutes*
Santana; *smiles at her*
Brittany; what?
Santana: sure you don't wanna ha......
Brittany; no! Santana
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Teen FictionBrittany goes to a new school because of her parents, when she is there is go wrong Read and find out
