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Save Me, My Lover. – (Chapter: Two)
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“Oh baby, I thought about doing this to you when I was in New York,” she mentions as she starts backing us up, towards the bedroom.
“You were only in New York for a few days,” I giggle.
“A few days is a long time to go without licking this,” she says as she touches my center over my pants. At first, I let out a loud moan. Then that voice came into play, Does she touch you here?
I shake my head a little as Ashley backs away to remove her shirt. She motions towards the bed and I follow her. “I missed that body,” I comment as I position myself on the bed.
“Well, duh,” she smirks.
It’s not long before she gets on top of me. “Ugh, take your pants off,” I say, becoming frustrated that I had to feel her clothes instead of her skin. Like I said, it’s been over a week and well….Ashley is very attractive.
She raises an eyebrow. “Me? What about you?” she wonders as she pulls her pants down, “Strip.”
I obey and take my shirt and my pants off. I toss them on the floor so that they meet with Ashley’s clothes. She gets back on top and kisses her way down my sensitive neck, earning moans from me. I am pretty horny, not going to lie, so I quickly wrap my legs around her waist, pulling her in.
I run my hands up and down her back as she gets rid of my bra. Right after, I unhook hers and toss it. Finally, her breasts pressed up against mine. I love that feeling.
As she sucks and licks my hard nipples, I can’t help but dig my nails into her back. “Oh, Ash,” comes out. She smiles and uses her fingers to pinch my little buds. She twists them in her fingers and I toss my head back onto the pillow.
“Mmmmm I could never get tired of playing with them,” she giggles as she caresses my boobs in her hands. Mmm yum, your tits are yummy!
I close my eyes.
She kissed her way down, holding my sides firm. She pauses and loses her panties. I grab a hold of her ass and squeeze. She let out a moan; I don’t think she was expecting that. “What? I love your butt,” I grin down at her. She’s made her way down to right above the waistband of my panties.
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this is a really sad story.. spencers gunna self distruct if she doesnt tell anyone. She needs to tell ash.. if not atleast tell the therapist. Pms now!
wow. this is really heartbreaking. spencer really needs to tell ashley what happened to her. great update. PMASAP!!
so i ben mia but im glad i came back intime to read this before it got too far and i had to take forever to catch up but wow this story is like….wow its intense and meaningful like you can see this all happening in your head like a real movie…or a true story. i agree with everyone its heartbreaking ,no one should have to go through this especialy alone. it wasnt her fault its never the victims fault for being raped ashley would understand…if anything she would only be dissapointed spencer didnt tell her sooner
spence talk to her please
it really is heartbreaking having spencer go through this. i hope she does end up calling that therapist. great update.pms!!
my god this is heartbreaking. spence needs to tell someone, even if it’s a therapist. she needs to realize ash isn’t going to blame her otherwise she’s going to end up self destructing. fantastic story though, I’m absolutely loving it. pms please!