Caminah Smuts

Long Days (Part 4 of 6)

The dreadful day had finally come and Dinah just wanted to get it over with, so they could fly back to their little girl whom she and Camila already missed so bad; the two women were driving the Cabello car toward the familiar high school, after having landed in Lima the night before and settled in the brunette's childhood house. Alejandro and Sinu had taken their places back in California, to look after their only granddaughter and enjoy some time with their little princess, since they hadn't seen her since Christmas time, that meant they had the whole house to themselves, but it felt weirdly empty without the young child around to interrupt their alone time or be her cute diva self throwing a tantrum in a very Camila Cabello style.

"Baby, stop frowning or you'll get wrinkles." Camila's hand closed her pocket mirror and threw it back in her purse, her body twisted lightly to the side to get a better glimpse of her wife who was gripping the steering wheel with a tight grip. "We just had a Skype session with Harm, she is very happy to have my parents around and in two days we'll be back home, where you'll have to deal with weird cravings and two divas."

"I just...it's the first time we are away from her, I trust your parens with my own life and if something ever happened to us, I wouldn't trust anyone more than them along with Normani, Ally, and Lauren. But, she is my baby princess and I just miss her." Dinah sighed softly, hands keeping a steady grip on the wheel as her eyes were fixed on the road ahead of them. "Then, seeing your ex isn't helping at all and if he even dares to send a puppy dog glance your way, I swear I'll castrate him with my bare hands."

"You are sexy when you switch to protective mode toward your family, baby." The brunette's hand inched its way up her wife's jeans clad thigh, tracing the outline of the zipper and feeling her appendage twitch under her light touch. "You have my permission to put him back in place, but no harming your fingers or getting in jail. Ok baby?" Leaning across the dashboard, she placed a wet lingering kiss on her pulse and cupped her fully, smirking at the way the blonde hissed in pleasure. "Pull over and I'll help you relax." The singer's lips trailed down the exposed skin of her wife's neck, biting and licking every inch at reach as her fingers played with the jeans' zipper lowering it slowly.

"We're going to be late baby, don't...god...don't you hate being late?" Dinah's eyes fluttered close for just a moment, she knew that if the brunette kept this act up she'd crash them into the nearest pole and risk their own safety. With the last bit of concentration, she just signaled right and pulled over to the side of the road, behind a tall bush that partially covered their car. "You are a bad girl, Mrs. Cabello." The blonde haired woman killed the ignition off after lifting the tinted windows, checking in the rear-view mirror if anyone else was behind or had spotted them.

"Actually, it's Mrs. Hansen-Cabello." Camila's hand undid their seatbelts expertly and quickly freed her wife's aching member from the confinements of her tight jeans; she took a moment to just admire it, despite having been years since they had firstly seen each other naked, it still amazed her and turned her incredibly on. "Lay back and enjoy baby." With one last wink, the brunette's face lowered in her partner's lap , who didn't have to wait long to feel soft lips wrapping around the head of her erect penis.

"Oh god, Camila..." Dinah's head slammed back into the seat behind her and eyes shut closed, not wanting them to lay on the brunette draped over her or it'd be impossible not to come on the spot; long fingers grabbed onto lower part of the steering wheel, gripping it so tightly that her knuckles had started aching. But how to overcome the pleasure in her lower body? Full plump lips were enveloping the tip of her stiff member, working on it with a painfully slow accuracy that was leaving her breathless, hips bucked up to meet more of that gorgeous mouth so that every inch of her cock could benefit of it. "More baby...please more."

Camila's lips formed a smirk against the foreskin of her wife's cock, reaching under the seat she pushed it behind so that she'd have more freedom in her sensual movements; her right hand slipped slowly between the blonde haired woman's parted thighs, stroking behind her ball sack with her full palm as her tongue slid along the length of the throbbing dick. Whimpering at the taste of Dinah's pre-cum, she alternated soft bites and long leisure strokes of her tongue, knowing that it drove the photographer crazy and left her wanting more. "No wonder we'll have so much sex during the pregnancy baby, you taste better than real food." The singer looked up at her beautiful lover, who panted softly and looked down at her with a loving glare that never failed to make her heart flutter. With one last wink, the petite diva moved her head back down to envelope her wife's cock with her mouth, loudly slurping on its tip as her right hand pumped the base with long and hard thrusts, met by the hips movement Dinah was making on her own. Breathing through her nose, she swallowed ¾ of the surfer's dick, using her cheeks and tongue to massage it thoroughly as the tip grazed the back of her throat and oozed a small trickle that she swallowed with pleasure. When her fingers slipped from Dinah's base to move between her own legs, she felt a hand grab them and another hand tugged her off the stiff member she was swallowing. "Baby, what's wrong?"