Me and my friend

Donna Bell walks through my door. I pull her close, kiss her hard, hands already under her shirt. We move to the bedroom without talking much. She laughs when I bite her neck, then pushes me onto the bed. I flip her over fast, grab her hips, spread her open. My tongue works her ass until she’s wet and pushing back. She reaches for the lube, passes it over her shoulder. I work two fingers inside her, slow and steady, then slide my strap-on in. Her back arches. The blonde hair sticks to her face as she moans. I fuck her deep, steady, every thrust making her cunt drip onto the sheets. When she comes she grabs my wrist and won’t let go. I pull out, flip her onto her back, and she pulls me down to kiss me while her fingers find my clit. We trade places. Now I’m on all fours, her tongue circling my ass, two of her fingers sliding in. She fucks me until my legs shake, then kisses the small of my back like she’s claiming the spot. We end up side by side, breathing hard, her fingers still inside me, mine tracing circles on her thigh. Donna smiles, eyes half-closed. “Told you I’d make it worth the trip,” she says.