Damn, I was in for it now. Ashley never used that thing, her exscuse always being "I don’t even like guys, why would I want to fuck like one?". I remember laughing through her whole lecture about it, but I sure as hell wasn’t laughing now. If anything, I was begging, being needy, well damn, there goes my New Year’s resolution, thank you Ashley. I felt her postion herself above me. The tip of the fake cock entered me. I moaned loudly, and Ashley allowed for it to enter me deeply when she heard my approval. She bit her bottom lip while she watched me squirm underneath her.

"Fuck!" For someone who didn’t like to use it, she sure knew how to. She switched up her rhythm, fast then slow, deep, then barley entering, hard, then so gentle you would have thought it was my first time. I could hear the all the sounds we were making when her hips would slam against the exterior of my thigh.They just turned me on even more. Ashley grabbed my boobs and held them firmly when while she fastened her pace, deeper and deeper. "Oh,oh,ugh" was all I could comprehend, she almost had me. I could feel all of my satisfaction running down my leg. I hadn’t seen Ashley like this, we’d had good sex, hell, great sex, but this was like nothing we’d done before. I knew why though, this was more then sex for Ashley, it was redemption.

She slid it out of me so just the tip was in, then rammed it into me, causing me to slam my head back into the pillow. "Mmhm" she moaned into my neck, I knew I wasn’t the only one about to explode, all that pressure on her clit must have got to her. I let my eyes roll ino the back of my head "Ashley ungh!" I yelled as my orgasm shredded through me. I let the convulsions take over my now limp body. She slipped the strap-on completley out of me and I felt little zaps all over. We lay there for a minute smiling and holding each other. She gave me a kiss, and in normal Ashley fashion, it turned heated. Plus, after seeing what the starp-on looked out of me, if fatique wasn’t an issue, I would have been ready for another round. It was covered in my juices and the light from the penetration of Ashley’s light-colored curtains made it glisten.

But, I knew for the sake of my vagina I had to stop. "Ash,Ash" she’d started her journey to my neck, and if I didn’t stop her now,well, things were going to get hot. She stopped and looked at me. "I can’t do" I pointed at my crotch "anymore". She moved off of me with a chuckle and a  "Good, I didn’t want to say anything, but my fingers were cramping". I snuggled into her. I wanted to say something, even though this silence was refreshing. I could’ve said that was amazing, but she knew that. I could’ve said I was sorry, but I’m sure she knew that too. I looked up to see her fast asleep. I silently cursed myself for thinking so long.

Ah, I know what she might not believe right now, even though I told her at least fourty times today. I hugged her tighter. "I love you Ashley Davies" I whispered as I found a comfortable spot on her chest. I felt her move "I love you too Spencer Carlin", I looked at her, eyes still closed, probably still asleep, but hey, she said it, and I’m sure she meant it. I felt relieved, that was, until I looked out the crack of the door, Kyla was walking by, and stopped right in front of the door, staring straight at me.