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Myra pulled back and looked into her eyes, concerned.
“I’ve never been wanted like this before, and I want to be…”
“It’s okay. You can say it. You can tell me anything.”Myra cupped her cheek. “Anything you want is yours, baby.”
“I want to be fucked against this door by someone who wants to fuckme.”
Myra felt her own wetness pool in her boy shorts, and she nodded, knowing she would happily give Elisa anything she wanted right now.
“Whatever… you… want,” she replied against Elisa’s lips. “Are you ready for me?”
Elisa nodded again, so Myra kissed her and found the straps of the black lace at Elisa’s shoulders. They were in her way of roaming and kissing the soft skin there, so she pushed them down hard, hoping that was okay. The cups of the see-through bra were yanked next, and she marveled at Elisa’s breasts for a second before she licked her lips and knelt, pulling at the one-piece number to reveal Elisa’s stomach next. She kissed her there over and over as she breathed her in, and she could tell that Elisa was definitely ready for her.
“You smell so fucking good. God, I can’t wait,” she said and tugged at the lingerie until it was all the way down around Elisa’s ankles.
Elisa then lifted her legs for her, one at a time, and let her take it off the rest of the way and toss it to the side. With nothing in her way now, Myra moved her face to Elisa’s center and breathed her in again before she took Elisa’s hands and placed them on the back of her head.
“Do not let me go until you’re done coming,” she ordered. “Lift your leg over my shoulder, baby. I need to taste you.”
Elisa lifted a shaking leg over Myra’s shoulder and put her hand back in place at the back of Myra’s head.
“Now, put me where you want me.”
Elisa pushed Myra’s head into her sex, and Myra spread her folds with her thumbs.
“I want you. I want you. I want you,” she told Elisa over and over again as she licked her lips and then let her tongue dance in Elisa’s plentiful wetness. “You taste so fucking good,” she added.
She meant it, too. She leaned in again and felt trembling thighs around her head as she continued to lick Elisa’s clit, earning moans and gasps.
“You’re so hard,” Myra said before she licked again.
“I’ve been ready for you,” Elisa replied.
“I can tell.” She smirked.
Then, Myra sucked.
“Oh, God!”
She sucked harder.
“Fuck me!” Elisa’s hands pushed Myra into her.
And Myra wanted to fuck her. She wanted to push inside Elisa with her fingers.
“Yes! Fuck me!”
So, Myra did. She placed one finger at Elisa’s entrance, not sure how tight she would be, and gathered Elisa’s wetness before she slid it inside.
“Oh, yes,” Elisa said softly.
Myra continued to suck, offering nibbles with her teeth every so often, and pulled out to add a second finger and push back inside.
“Is that what you want?” she asked.
“Yes! Yes!”
Myra went back to sucking and thrusting, and Elisa’s hips began rocking against her mouth even faster as Myra curled her fingers inside her.
