Emily might be finished, But Sarah isn’t!

Sarah sat up and stared blankly in front of her, still thinking about Emily and her fantasies she saw right before her eyes. Even though it’s over, Sarah still feels unsatisfied, worked up, flustered. Her friends conversations are still mumbles in her ear.

It’s obvious that Sarah that she can’t take any of this anymore. She needs to take care of herself, now!

“Hey, ah… I’m gonna use the restroom. I’ll be back in a few, okay?” Sarah said in a hurried tone. She quickly gets up from her seat and heads straight for the bathroom.

While the others seemed to have not cared about Sarah’s departure, I mean if a gal has to piss, let her go piss. But Yuri knew exactly what she was doing. She stares at Sarah’s bare back with a mischievous smile before Sarah turned the corner.

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Not even halfway down the hall, Sarah slips her hand down into her panties, feeling how soaked her underwear and crotch is. It was wetter than the Titenic’s remains.

Rubbing her clit causes her to let out a low, drawn out moan. Her clit is so sensitive at this point that a gentle breeze could probably make her cum.

She grabs the door knob of the bathroom door and twists it, opening the door. Hastily, she enters the room and closes the door behind her. She wastes no time with it as she plunges a finger inside her moist slit. She squeezes her thighs together and notices down on her lip to mask her scream of pleasure.

She bit down so hard, she expected to draw blood, but thankfully she didn’t.

As she fucks herself, letting out garbled noises of pleasure, she takes her right hand and starts squeezing her left breast, pinching at the base of her nipple.

She shuts her eyes close, thinking back to her fantasy just a could minutes ago. Her face is logged between the thighs of Emily as she eats her out. Her moans traveling through her ears, just as pleasing as her favorite song.

She takes a couple steps further inside the bathroom, but suddenly her legs give in, falling down on her knees.

“Ahhh… Emily, I love you soooo~ much~” Sarah moaned to herself. Juices start secreting through her panties and drops of liquid pleasure land on the floor.

Sarah, now a panting mess and close to climax, lies down on the ground facing the door. The cold floor on her bare skin is unnoticed due to her over mounting pleasure.

Now on the ground, Sarah thrusts her finger inside her needy pussy aggressively. She violently gropes her down chest and nipple, doing anything to get her over the edge.

She sticks in a second finger, causing her to gasp for air as two fingers penetrate her soaked pussy. She hears the desperation in Emily’s voice, begging her to cum.

“FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFU—” Sarah screamed. She covers her mouth with her hand as she orgasms, trying hard to not let her moans bleed through. Juices start flowing down her thighs as she fingers herself though the waves of pleasure.

Her legs raise her ass high into the air as the intensity of her orgasm increases. She felt as if her heart was going to explode out of her chest. She’s never came this hard before, but she’s happy regardless.

As the final waves of her orgasm die down, Sarah’s mind goes blank once more. She lowers her body to the ground as she lies there in her own juices; Sweat all over her body and mumbling random assortments of words.