Looking down at Spencer, Ashley saw that her wife was giggling.

“Sorry Ash, I just had to see your face.  I’m totally kidding.”

Spencer knew as much as they both needed this, as hot as this was, and as much as Spencer needed to both fuck Ashley and get fucked by Ashley.  She couldn’t resist.  Ashley’s face was just too priceless.

“Oh fuck you Spence.”  Relief washed over Ashley her heart finally slowing to a mellow pace. 

“Trust me babe, you will be.”  Spencer replied with a cocky tone.

Taking a hold of Ashley’s butt Spencer rolled up with so much force she pushed Ashley down and came out on top of her.  Taking Ashley’s wrist in both her arms Spencer held them above the brunette’s body leaning in her teasingly grazed her lips atop Ashley’s.  Only just enough to have the brunette respond by lifting her head and reacting to the kiss.  Only then did the blonde pull away from her wife, too far for Ashley to reach her lips.  Grinding playfully into Ashley, Spencer’s face contorted with pleasure. 

“I need you to touch me Ash.”  She whispered into the brunette’s ears.  Knowing this was only driving Ashley even madder with lust she held tightly onto Ashley’s hands.

“I need you to be inside me babe.”  Her lips grazing Ashley’s ears.  She could feel the brunette’s arms straining from under her hands.

“I.  Need.  You.  To.  Fuck.  Me.”  With that Spencer took a long sensual lick tracing the line of Ashley’s jaw up towards her ears.  The brunette shivered and arched upwards pushing her body into Spencer’s.

“Fuck Spence.”  Ashley’s eyes were now as dark as the night.  Her hands clenched into a tight fist and Spencer knew one thing.  She was about to get fucked over real good.  As much as she and Ashley loved to make love, there was nothing like a good fucking from none other than the great Ashley Davies.  Ashley threw her weight forwards, her hip thrusting up so quickly both she and Spencer’s eyes rolled back at the bare minimum contact.  Throwing herself on top of Spencer her hands were quick to grip at Spencer’s button up shirt.  Ripping it down the middle she smirked at the sounds of its buttons flying across the room.  Unable to go slow at all her hands shot straight to Spencer’s chest.