Camila leant back a little and Dinah faltered on extremely shaky legs:
"Mila...Camila, I d-don't think I can stand..."
The Latina grinned and proceeded to get a firm grip on Dinah's hips and started to walk her over to the nearest bench, being careful to keep her dick inside the blonde all the way. Dinah moaned and mewled as she shuffled forwards, gasping with each movement of Camila's cock inside her. Camila finally stopped when they were both straddling the bench and slowly pulled out of Dinah's tight hole. The squelching sounds of the Latina's dick easing out of Dinah's cum-filled back passage mingled with the blonde's loud anguished groan as she was left with an aching emptiness in her ass. She twitched and whimpered, desperate to be filled again.
Before she knew it, her friend had her lying face down on the bench; arms and legs hanging limply down the sides. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt Camila part her cheeks and press the head of her cock against her convulsing asshole again and then her eyes rolled back in her head when the brunette thrust in all the way, hard and rough.
"AAAAAH FUUUCK! Yesyesyesyesyes! Shiiiitt...uuunnnggghh..."
Camila groaned – Dinah's ass still felt so tight around her cock despite the hard pounding she'd taken barely minutes ago.
"There you go, DJ, now you can just lie there and take it like a bitch! That's what you want, isn't it? OH FUUUCK!"
Camila gasped when she felt Dinah clench hard around her, practically strangling her dick.
Dinah couldn't help the spasm that shot through her insides at the Latina's words. The idea of helplessly lying there, just having to take all that Camila had to give was driving her crazy. Remembering how her begging had really gotten the other girl going earlier, she tried to gather herself enough to form words. She was willing to say anything to get Camila to start fucking her again.
"Yesssss! Please Mila, I want it so bad! Fuck me like a bitch, the dirty bitch I am for your dick! I'm such a slut, I need it! Please, I'm begging you – fuck me, fuck me hard!"
Camila groaned as her eyes rolled back in her head. She reached down with shaking hands and grasped the brunette's hips, lifting her slightly to get a better angle. The change in position made Dinah squeal but that quickly turned into a loud shriek as the brown-haired girl behind her pulled halfway out only to slam right back in. Hard.
Camila had no idea how or why this transformation had come over Dinah, but she was loving it. The smaller girl's husky voice was making sounds that had Camila thrusting harder and faster.
Dinah also had no idea what had gotten into her – all she knew was that she had never felt so good, not even during those rare times when she'd gotten herself off and then spent days stewing in guilt. Thankfully the mind-blowing pleasure was completely distracting her from her shame and she embraced it:
"OOOOOOH GOOOOD! Camila, I – SHIT! – I want it harder! PLEASE I NEED IT! Uuuuuuuh-uh-uh-uh-uh! Fuck fuck fuck it's so good!"
"Shit DJ, you feel so good! So tight...oooooh...you're so good..."
There was a small pause as both Dinah and Camila froze, taken aback by the slightly tender moment (well, compared to the way they'd been talking to each other before). Camila recovered first and started pounding even harder and faster into the blonde, pushing the niggling warm feeling to the back of her mind. She recognized the signs of Dinah's impending release as her ass tightened around her once more.
"Yeah that's right, take it! Take it like a fucking whore! Such a dirty bitch – you're gonna cum, aren't you?"
"Uuuuuuhhh...oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh!"
