Beyoncé stroked deeper as Normani threw her head back with a loud moan, wrapping her legs around Bey. Locking her in as Beyoncé pushed herself deeper while she left a long trail of scratches down Beyoncé's back.
Normani was breathless as Beyoncé sped up her strokes. It was nothing like she's used to, she doesn't have to beg for more or fake moans, Beyoncé was putting it down like no one else has.
"Fuck." Was Normani's go to word followed by 'shit' and an 'oh my goodness' here and there. Her legs felt like complete jello, the shaking of the bed as Beyoncé rocked her hips, making sure Normani felt it deep in her stomach. And she did.
It was painful pleasure, the eight inch faux dick filling her up along with Beyoncé's skillful strokes were going to be the cause of her beautiful ruin and she was pleased with that.
It only made her question how many other girls had gotten this treatment, that should have been the last thing on her mind as she got her guts rearranged but she couldn't help it. She couldn't help but hate anyone who'd ever been in her spot, anyone who ever got their pussy devoured by Bey.
She could feel her undoing approaching every time Bey slid in and out of her, she feels it. Her toes curled up and her hand at the back of Bey's neck, grabbing at the curls back there as Bey coaxed her into cumming.
A soft 'cum for me, baby' was whispered into her ear and strokes began to slow, she met them and the two moaned in harmony. Her eyes clenched shut as she exploded, her juices coated the dildo and she could even feel it dripping down her leg.
Her eyes were still closed but she knew Bey was smirking. She always did after making Normani cum and this being the fourth time, she was sure she wore a big smirk and she wasn't wrong. Slowly pulling out of Normani, she was ready to go again. This time she'd want Normani to ride it, watching Normani work her hips to please herself whilst having a titty in her mouth was a need. But, she had a heart so she'd let her rest.
Beyoncé moved down between Normani's leg causing her to groan. "Chill, I'm trying to clean you up." She laughed, pushing her face into Normani's womanhood and licking up every bit of juice.
When being done with that, she came up and undid the harness that was still soaked with Normani's residue. She watched the brunette reach for it and raised an eyebrow but granted her wish nonetheless, Normani grabbed it and wrapped her lips around the tip. She hummed at the taste of herself and continued to lick and suck at the strap.
Beyoncé scrunched her face up, who's dick she been sucking with such expertise?
"Aight, enough of that shit." Beyoncé grumbled, snatching it away from her and throwing it on another part of the bed.
Normani laughed but Beyoncé didn't find anything funny, rolling her eyes and laying down next to her. Her head found comfort onto Normani's chest and the latter subconsciously began to rub her scalp.
"I think you broke me, Bey."
Beyoncé let out a chuckle. "How I do that, baby?"
Normani hid her excitement by the pet name, usually Bey would call her that during sex so it wouldn't be special to her but now it was. It only made her excited about the conversation that she so badly wanted to have.
"By giving it to me the way you do.. you wanna go round after round and it's just too much for my kitty now she's broken."
"You're so dramatic, she'll be alright."
Normani hummed. "I still wanna talk." Bey groaned immediately, the only thing she was looking forward to was sleep. "I'm for real."
