She cupped my pussy, which was starving. Starving for a bit of loving, that is. It was drooling onto her hand as she stroked my outer lips with the tips of her fingers. I spread my legs wider for her, welcoming her, inviting her to explore my arousal. Spencer stroked the tip of my erect clit just barely at first, making me jerk against her. I sighed as she began to play with it, jerking me off in a way. She rolled my love button around in her fingers, pulling on it slightly, stroking it with her thumb every so often. I found myself trying to hump her hand in desperation. “Fuck!” I cried, feeling myself spurt a few jets of hot juices all over her hand. “Mmm…wrong answer, baby.” Spencer giggled, stroking my pouting lips. “Spencer.” I panted, pressing my face against hers. “Yes?” “Give it to me. Please.” I said, all out of breath. She had an evil glint in her eye as she smirked at me mischievously and dipped two of her fingers inside of me. I let out a guttural moan, burying my face into the crook of her neck as I felt her stroke my walls with her fingers. Ropes of my sticky, boiling passion surged out of my needy hole. I threw my head back in ecstasy and felt her instantly clamp down on my neck, marking me as hers forever. I welcomed the slight pain as it mixed in with the pleasure she was giving me. “Cum for me, my sweet Ashley.” she whispered into my ear. “Cum all over me.” She said in an almost commanding voice. “I want your burning hot, sticky, sweet cum all over my hand.” With that, her fingers thrust even harder and deeper into my sopping hole. I lifted my hips a little while humping her hand as hard as I could to try to cum faster. “Ah…ohh….damn…Spencerrrrr…” I cried, feeling that familiar tingling start in my toes and work its way up my body. “I’m CUMMING FOR YOU!” I screamed, digging my nails into her back.

               I was exhausted after I poured out all my cum onto her fingers, and let her wash me and dry me after. She started getting dressed, and washed the strap on in the sink as she did so. “We can always clean it after, Spence. Your aunt and uncle must be waiting.” “No…we can’t wash it later.” She said. “Why not? It’s still gonna be there.” I said, giving her a puzzled look as I started to pull on my pants. Spencer dried off the strap-on and walked over to me with it dangling from her hand. “We can’t wait…because we have plans tonight.” She said lustily, pulling my pants back down and securing the strap-on onto me again.  She stuffed it into my pants and pulled my jeans back up for me. I looked at her in wonder. Spencer simply gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and patted my bulge. She turned and went downstairs. “I’m going to go put our stuff on the horses first. Tell my aunt and uncle we’re going to eat outside.” “We are?” I asked in wonder. “Yeah. We’re going horse riding. Then we’re going to sleep outside and have dinner together. Is that ok, Ash?” “Yeah, of course. It’s just… you never told me.” I said. “I wanted it to be a surprise.” She said, smiling at me shyly. With that, she began picking up a large sleeping bag and several blankets and walked off towards the barn.