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I pull Spencer towards me, looking deeply into her blue eyes, and softly touch my lips to hers, gently pushing my tounge inside to stroke against hers and taste her mouth.  She gasps and pushes her own tounge out to wrap around mine, each of us letting out a soft groan as we fight for dominance.  I run my fingers into her long blonde locks, using the leverage to mold her body even closer into mine, continuing to kiss her deeply until we both need to stop due to the lack of oxygen reaching our brains.  We’d resume our kisses, as Spencer runs her hands down to my buttocks, squeezing and massaging the tense muscles of my bottom, while I let my own fingers softly run over the sides of her slim waist, moving upwards towards the sides of her breasts as I gain courage from the incredible feeling of her tounge swirling in my hot mouth.  We move together towards the bed until the backs of Spencer’s knees hit the edge of the bed, and we fall together onto it, never breaking our intense lip-lock.   

Spencer starts to get impatient and begins to claw at the hem of my t-shirt, pulling it up and over my head as I lift my arms to allow her easier access to my body.  I mimic her action, pausing to take in the sight of her beautiful torso exposed to me, her soft breasts covered in red satin, the tight buds of her nipples straining against the fabric, waiting to be taken into my waiting lips and move against my dancing tounge sending a tingle up my girl’s spine.  We bring our lips together once again, now each one moving their fingers around to the back of the other, unclasping bras and releasing the evidence of our mutual femininity to the warm air permeating the room, allowing each of us to withdraw slightly and gaze upon each other’s heaving chests moving with our mutual desire for each other.  I tilt my head down first, grasping her full breasts in the palms of my hands, using them to prop one up so that I could take it as fully into my mouth as I can manage, wanting her to feel the evidence of my love and desire for her.  I marvel at how perfectly her gorgeous, porcelain globes fit into my hands, as though they were made to mold together with the curves of my body.  She arches her lovely body into my waiting lips, letting out a moan filled with desire as I suckle eagerly.  I let her pull my head up so that our pink moist lips can meet once again, and our tounges clash in each other’s mouths.  I pull my lips from hers to move to her delicate earlobe and whisper my desires into it.  "I want to go down on you, baby, do you want that?" I murmur softly into the soft fleshy shell of her lobe, using my teeth to nip at it gently.  She gasps in response and takes my hand in her own, moving it underneath the waistband of her jeans and matching red satin thong, letting me feel the wetness building at the apex of her legs, and softly stating "what do you think, Ash?", daring me to quench the heat building within her quickly moistening pussy with my wet pink tounge.    

We kiss yet again, then pull back and run our hands down each other’s bodies, hastily unbuttoning trousers and pulling them down over the silky toned flesh of our thighs.  I halt Spencer’s hands with my own before she can remove my own underwear, wanting to focus on her pleasure before mine.  I use my long slender fingers to wrap around the band holding up her satin thong and inch it down, moving it past her thighs, then knees, then pulling it out over her feet.  I move my head up her body, staring at the base of her legs, and moving upwards with my tounge extended and lapping up the sweat begining to form on her silky soft thighs, another tangy liquid starting to run down as well, evidence of her growing desire, anticipation, and excitment.  I lap this up as well, teasing her inner thighs with my fingertips, eagerly using them to move slowly into her wet heat, eliciting a low throaty moan from the depths of her sexy, quivering body.  I slowly penetrate her with the tip of one finger, now using the tip of my tounge to slowly stroke her rapidly swelling clitoris, the bud of her desire pulsating in time with the beating of her heart.  I groan inwardly as I feel her body continuing to respond to my ministrations, her beautiful voice urging me onwards "oh god ash, stop teasing me!", she screams into the candle-lit room, using her delicate hands to roughly push my head further into her dripping wet pussy that is currently being filled with one of my fingers, squeezing down tightly on me as I introduce another finger, curling it until I feel the rough spot inside her, stroking it with my fingers while my tounge continues to lap up her wetness, moving against her clit with hard strokes, bringing her over the edge with a satisfied scream into the darkness of the night.