Santana Explains

Grabbing the blond's hand, she guides the perfectly formed petite hand to her throbbing groin, wrapping Quinn’s fingers around her 9in long 2in thick cock. With a moan, Santana’s hips buck up as she licks Quinn’s pulse “Happy anniversary Babe” The blonde’s hand moving over her as Santana guides it up and down.“Sannn… I-I thought.” Quinn pants confused, aroused and breathless.

Letting Quinn’s hand go Santana groans as it keeps pumping without any guidance from her. “You thought what babby…oh fuck Q, your hand feels soo good….unf…” Lifting her head as her lips crash against the blonds, Santana presses harder against her.

“Mmm S… “Quinn moans, breaking the kiss as her hand starts moving faster against the heated flesh, while this wasn’t the first time she had given a hand job to Santana, it was the first time that there was no cloth barrier. “Baby I thought you said you had a present for me.”

“Uuh uh oh ….fuck Q. that’s it” Throwing her head back Santana allowed her pants to drop. Wrapping her hand around Quinn’s she stepped back a little making sure that the blonds hand didn’t let go she groaned with a smirk as she felt six months’ worth of cum build and roil in her balls. “Baby this mmmm…fuck this is your present…” Moving the hand faster and adding a twist. Santana thanked all that was holy that she was born with her monster.

“San…what?”

“We have…ohhhh…we have been to-geth-er for half a year Q….mmm harder baby squeeze it…that’s it.” Santana moaned, still guiding Quinn as her balls began to tighten. “It’s time you learn….. Stop….” She panted out, halting Quinn’s hand from moving as the overwhelming urge to cum almost overtook her.

Now hard as a rock and her balls tighter than a vice, she breathed in and out slowly to regain her composure. Santana checked herself before pushing her girl farther than she was ready for. Remind herself that it wasn’t about her, but about her baby. “Q, baby you are so fucking hot, and pure, you’re an angel baby.” Moving forward, she kissed Quinn deeply before the blond could say anything. Unzipping the cheerios dress, Santana let her hands and mouth roam. Her magic hands making the blonds panties disappear. “Sann...” Quinn moaned out as tan fingers traced over wet lips.