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Chapter 117 by Fiend21 Fiend21

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Grab her panties

You grab Grace, sliding her face off your cock, grabbing her crotch. You massage her clit through the wet panties with your index and middle finger, toying with her slit as she bucks and rolls her hips, purring softly. You slide your hand into her panties, toying with love button directly as it slickens with juices. Her purrs turn to moans, growing louder and louder as she grinds her crotch against your hand. With your spare hand, you slip your fingers into her waistband, sliding her panties down with a sticky squelch as her juices are left connected to her pussy lips through a thin bridge of girl cum. You pull the panties down her legs, stuffing them into your back pocket.

You reach down to her pussy lips, your tongue darting out as you begin to lap at the smooth skin that runs slick with pussy juices. You begin to lap out the sweet-tasting juices, licking where the juices have slid down but not giving her the satisfaction of tasting her lips or clit until she begs for it. Her legs begin to tremble, as she takes to a whimper, rocking her hips.

"Please, I need to fill your tongue... please..." Grace begs.

You slide your tongue along her lips, lapping up juices. Your tongue flicks against her soft little clit, rolling around her clit in soft, fast motions as she shakes with pleasure. You nuzzle in deeper, putting more pressure on her clit as her eyes flinch. Her face contorts in pleasure, a long, continuous moan wracking her body as her hips buck. She flips your head over, grinding her pussy against your tongue, mouth and face, covering it with pussy juices. After a few moments of convulsing, she collapses back, exhausted, your face coated in her.

"Holy shit..." she says, sighing in pleasure. "Please can we do this again sometime? Please?"

"Definitely. Hit me up some time," you say.

You smile, wiping her juices out of your eyes. You chuckle, before raising your wrist to check your watch.

"Oh, fuck, it's later than I expected. OK, I gotta go. I'll see you around."

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