Page 25 of Doll Face

“Then come have your meal.” She spreads her legs even wider and tosses her toy aside. I’d have to use that on her later, but right now, I want to taste her.

Pushing aside her thong and sliding the tutu skirt up her thin waist, I begin slowly kissing her inner thighs. I leave wet kisses on her inner thighs, stopping to nibble just rough enough to tease her. My nose brushes against her core, and her hips buck against me. I smile, knowing how badly she wants this. I can see her arousal growing more and more with each second that I’m not fucking her. I press my flattened tongue against her core and moan at the taste of her. Always so fucking sweet—like my own personal brand of candy. I’m addicted to her.

“Oh, Kenzie,” she moans my name lightly.

“Mmm,” I hum against her core, and she lights up like a fireworks display.

“Yes!” she screams. Pressing my tongue to her clit, I lap up her juices.

“Kennnnzie,” she groans out, and I’ve never heard anything sexier. I brush my tongue against her slit, sliding up and down her folds, trying to devour all of her.

“I need more.” Barbie moans. I know what she’s asking for but I don’t want to give it to her yet. She wants my fingers inside of her. She wants to come. But I’m not done treating myself. I want to lick her pussy clean before I get there. So, I shake my head, and she moans, tossing her head back against the pillows.

“Not yet, princess, I want to savor you,” I whisper against her.

“Kenzie, I need you.”

I run a finger through her folds, just to tease her. “Oh, princess, I can tell how much you need me.”

“Please,” she begs with pouty pink lips.

“You look so pretty when you pout, princess.” I smirk, running my fingers through her folds again, feeling her growing wetter and wetter in anticipation.

“Kenzie, please baby.” She begs again and this time I give in. Something about her calling me baby really gets me going, probably the same way she loves being called princess.

“Who’s my princess?” I ask as I slide inside two fingers to her core.

“M-me,” she utters.

“And were you anyone else’s princess while I was gone?” I curl my fingers inside her and begin to pump gently.

“N-No.”

“Really?” I look at her and she nods, almost begging for more.

“R-really.” She nods.

“Good girl,” I say while thrusting my fingers harder inside of her. She gasps and almost flies up toward me. Her body is spasming as I begin fingering her harder, just the way she wants it. Just the way I know she likes it. She’s moaning and gasping and pleading for more while I push my thumb against her clit and watch as she thrashes.

“I want you to be a good princess and come for me.” I smile.

“Mmm, yes, baby.” She moans and I clench my thighs together.

“I’m so close! Don’t stop, I’m about to—” And instead of saying anything, she squirts liquid all over my hands and the bed as she moans my name.

“Oh, princess.” I groan. It’s sexy as hell watching her squirt just for me. I love making her come undone.

“Mmm.” She hides her face in her hands, and I push them away, climbing next to her in bed.

“You never need to hide from me. You are so fucking sexy and incredible.” I kiss her lips.

“Mmm, it’s your turn, baby,” she says against my lips. My eyes widen and before I can say anything, she’s tugging down my panties and throwing them on the floor. Barbie dives between my thighs, and her tongue meets my clit almost instantly.

“Oh!” I gasp out. Her tongue feels like wet heaven as she licks through my folds. She presses her thumb against my clit, and my hips buck toward her face. Grabbing a handful of Barbie’s hair, I push her face closer to my pussy and moan as she takes long, languid licks.

“Mmm, fuck me,” I beg. The way her tongue moves and works against me is like something out of a porno. It feels too good to be true.

Barbie uses two fingers and thrusts them inside my core, and I let go of her hair as she reaches to paw at my chest. I unhook my bra, and she begins playing with my nipple, taking it between her fingers and pinching ever so gently.

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