Camila jerks awake, her legs flailing under the blankets, the falling sensation clamping down on her gut. She gasps and her eyes shoot open, only to be closed once again to block off the light that filters through the cracks of the curtains. She eyes the clock and grunts. She has two hours before she has to leave for work. A part of her refuses to go, but she knows that as much as Dinah loves her, she wants her to go to work.
She nuzzles the back of her wife's neck and inhales the morning from her skin. Since the first snowfall, Dinah took to sleeping fully clothed, much to Camila's slight disappointment. Sure, it takes more effort to get to her pussy, but if it means Dinah is warm and cuddly, then so be it.
She unwraps her arms from around Dinah's stomach and ducks under the covers. Camila kisses the swell of Dinah's hip and situates herself between her legs. Camila buries her face against Dinah's pussy and inhales, the soft cashmere tickling her nose. Dinah smells so good, and Camila's hunger will never dissipate, she knows. She's a pussy slut for Dinah's hot cunt, and she's proud of it.
Pulling off the fabric of Dinah's pajamas, Camila breathes, watching gooseflesh rise from her wife's, plump, pussy lips. God, Camila just wants to bury her face in that pretty pussy all day, and she has in the past. She mentally reminds herself to beg Dinah to sit on her face all day, and soon.
Camila sticks her tongue out and pokes the tip against Dinah's small clit, still shy and tucked beneath the hood. Camila admires it with her lips, kissing and nipping her soft pussy while inhaling the musky scent. She flattens her tongue against Dinah's entrance and drags it up to her stiffening clit. Camila stifles a moan. Dinah is delicious, a mix of salty and sweet, honey and something uniquely Dinah. Unable to resist, Camila pushes Dinah's legs up by the backs of her knees until her feet are up in the air.
She eases her tongue in Dinah's grasping cunt. It's a wonder Dinah's still asleep, but then again, she has always been a heavy sleeper.
Camila draws her tongue back, a line of spit and girl cum trailing after the tip of it. She slurps it away and smiles when Dinah stirs awake. Her knuckles rub her eyes and she looks up at Camila with bright, sleepy brown eyes. "Hi, baby." The brunette smiles and flicks her clit. Dinah grunts and bucks her hips.
"G'morning..." She hums, and Camila eases her down onto the bed. As much of a pussy slut Camila is, she also enjoys Dinah's kisses like post-dinner chocolate. She brushes Dinah's nose with hers and kisses her plump mouth.
Dinah grasps the back of Camila's neck and pulls her in deeper. Camila flattens her body on top of her, her erection tenting her pajamas. It presses against Dinah's stomach and a smile curls her lips. "And how are you today?" She asks. She tugs at the garter of Camila's sweatpants and reaches in to feel the heavy meat of her cock.
"You woke up to me eating your pussy. I'm sure you can take a wild guess." Camila kisses her nose and lays on her side. She throws her leg over Dinah's. She cuddles up against Dinah, her hard dick pressed against her hip. Camila groans, buries her face against Dinah's arm, and humps against her.
"Camila, you horny slut." Dinah smacks her cheek, a playful glint in her eye. The brunette moans and slides down, back to Dinah's cunt. She inhales her inner thigh and licks the tender skin. "If you want my pussy, you better get to tongue-fucking me." Dinah sighs and leans back in the pillows, eyes closed. "And you better make me come with that tongue or you won't get your cock in my pussy at all."
As per her wife's orders, Camila parts her lips wide and latches onto her mound. She dips her tongue into her hole, her nose rubbing against Dinah's stiff clit. Her wife shivers, tightening her grip on Camila's brown locks, her ass rising off the bed to hump her talented mouth. "Yes," Dinah moans, throwing her head back in pleasure. "Let me feel that tongue some more, Mila—oh!" Dinah shrieks, her body tensing while Camila does something inexplicable with her tongue inside Dinah's wet cunt that sends shivers down her spine as she orgasms. Camila stays latched onto Dinah's grasping hole, nose rubbing her clit in gentle flicks.
