Damn, Bestie.
- Oct 10, 2017
- 2 min read

I wanted more. I wanted to feel her tongue rub my pussy in a way I can't explain. I wish I can view it looking up. It looks good from that angle, watching her tongue reach out for more and those lips finding its way in mines. Her spreading my legs to fit between my thighs and licking my nectar from my wet lips. My back leaning against the wall, as I grip onto my dresser for dear life. Her tongue was swirling around, up and down, and number 8. I was ready to release but it felt too good to be over. Just imagine fat pussy lips and a tongue disappearing in them. Creamy filled lips getting devoured by my best friend... "Ohhh bestie...."
I'm trying to put my thoughts together because this is how I see my bestie. I never been with a female and just feeling it or even imagine it, got my body hot. I can feel her pull back, I see nothing but a string between her lips and mines... I was soaking her up. I cocked my head back against the wall and feels her put two fingers in me.
Bestie.
She's going in a rhythm I've to familiar with but it felt so good. I'm dripping at this point, it's wet in between my fingers... My leg is lifted up on her shoulders, she's putting more power to my pussy but also rubs her tongue up and down like she's licking ice cream. Ever lick, made my body jerk. Feeling the clit being the last to be tongue from the tongue knowing you don't want it to be over.
I'm ready to spill... I can't hold it. "Do it," she said.
Bestie.





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