Bad Bitch Confessions

By Marlo Peterson

Tell me a secret. Tell me no lies. Tell me everything that’s on your nasty mind.

When you’re dripping with passion and your body and heart need a sensual touch, nature has no choice but to take its course. Give in the that liberating feeling, and you will learn the joys of life.

Bad girls do it best. Bad girls rule the world.

This collection features 32 scintillating tales based on bad girls playing by their own rules. With more than 100,000 words (600+ pages!) of raw, raunchy, action, take some private time out to enjoy these, and of course, to enjoy yourself…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Marlo Peterson
• Release date: Mar 30, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498927451

Marlo Peterson

About the Author Marlo Peterson is an erotica author who weaves tales of domination and submission, love found in the strangest places and sizzling erotica romance. If you enjoy gripping, seductive love scenes, you'll be on the edge of your seat. Many of these raunchy stories feature strong minded and strong hearted women who are swept away by alpha males. Each story oozes with sexy, delicious detail, and will make you want more. You can collect them all, because as long as you have a thirst for sweet-hot erotica, Marlo Peterson will be writing it!

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

1)  Sweet Sex in the Billionaire’s Jet

2)  Midnight in Jamaica

3)  Mr. Billionaire Spanked My Booty

4)  Unwrap Me, Mr. Billionaire

5)  Chick on the Side

6)  Naughty for Teacher

7)  Naughty for Teacher 2

8)  Naughty for Teacher 3

9)  I Want to Feel You Inside of Me

10)  I Want to Feel You Inside of Me 2

11)  I Want to Feel You Inside of Me 3

12)  I Want to Feel You Inside of Me 4

13)  Tasting Her Sweet Chocolate Skin

14)  Tasting the Mistress’ Chocolate

15)  Tasting the Mistress’ Chocolate 2

16)  The Billionaire’s Cheerleader

17)  Come Away With Me

18)  Come Away With Me 2

19)  Sweetness for the Billionaire

20)  Let’s Play, Mr. Billionaire

21)  A Beach Angel

22)  The Billionaire’s Freak Baby

23)  Deep Inside of Me

24)  Rescuing An Ebony Queen

25)  The Pleasure Carnival

26)  A Private Affair

27)  Stepping Outside of My Marriage

28)  Heat Rises

29)  Billionaire Between These Sweet Thighs

30)  Hot and Wet in the Sauna

31)  Queen of the Dance Hall

BONUS: To Catch a Dangerous Man

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Sweet Sex In the Billionaire’s Jet

By Marlo Peterson

Tamera pinched herself as she glided through the friendly skies with enough leg room to do cartwheels. This was way more than she was expecting when Mark asked her out on a date.

She happened to be in town for NBA All Star weekend, taking in the sights and festivities like everyone else. When she went out to a club with her friends, they bragged about who was going to pull the most handsome or the richest man. If we’re keeping score, Tamera would say that she won this one by a landslide, as Mark was two for two.

We’ll be landing in about 30 minutes, Mark leaned in and told Tamera. She nodded with a smile.

Mark got up to stretch his legs and walk around the plane for a bit.

They met under the dumbest circumstances. Tamera was wading through the dance floor and accidentally spilled a drink on Mark’s designer shirt. She had no idea that he was a billionaire, but she was incredibly apologetic and came back with napkins and began furiously dabbing away at his shirt.

You didn’t have to do that, he said with a smile.

I know, but I just feel so bad, Tamera said.

I’m so clumsy sometimes and your shirt is nice.

Are you sure you didn’t just want to touch me? Mark said, grinning.

Tamera thought she misheard him at first, but was taken aback by his boldness. Before she had any idea what he did for a living or what kind of money he had, this was her first indication that he had the charm and personality to get a woman out of her panties. While the other guys would have just been happy that a pretty woman was talking to them, Mark knew he was in charge of the situation and turned it into a sparring session. That same kind of thought process is the same type that made people successful in business and life in general.

Ambition makes Tamera horny, so it was as if she could smell it on him.

And what if I did want to touch you? Tamera had said.

The game was set and the lines were drawn. You could cut their sexual tension with a knife, and it was clear that one thing was going to lead to another. While all Tamera’s friends would have been happy fucking with some fake ass rapper or a bench player for the New York Knicks, Tamera had her sights set higher.

Now as she sat in the plush chair of his private jet, she couldn’t help but laugh at their flirtation. In her every day life, Tamera was a ram, so it took a strong man to stand up to her, and she needed that in a man.

She hadn’t actually gotten a full tour of the jet, so she got up to walk around since they were going to be landing in a half hour. As she ducked from hallway to hallway, Tamera realized that she wasn’t sure where Mark had gone to. The bathroom door was open and the light was off, so she knew he wasn’t there.

A little red light shone through the crack of a door in the very back of the pain, and Tamera was drawn to it like a moth. She touched her hand to the door, which had a solid metal frame, and pushed it open ever so slightly, sticking her hand inside. All of the lights were off except the red one that beamed down, and she looked from left to right, not seeing much outside of a king sized bed and very little decoration.

When her eyes focused and adjusted to the red beam of light, she looked toward the middle of the room where the bed was and noticed a figure laying in the darkness.

I was hoping that you’d join me.

It was Mark.

Tamera nearly jumped out of her heels, as she didn’t realize that anyone was in the room until the voice shook her to reality. Her ears burned a little with embarrassment, because she felt as though she shouldn’t have been snooping.

I’m sorry, Tamera said.

She could see more clearly now, and noticed Mark sit up and look toward her.

I tell you I was hoping that you’d join me and your response is to apologize? Mark rebutted.

Come join me.

His voice had a resolute quality about it. She could tell that he was a man that made sure his yes was his yes, and his no his no.

She strolled over to him and saw down on the bed with him, as if his voice was a lasso and she had to do as she was told. The command with which he spoke made her feel that she had no other option. This was a long cry from the wimpy guys she was used to dealing with, so Tamera didn’t mind at all.

What can I do for you? Tamera asked, sweetly.

Well, if you remember, I asked you earlier if you cleaned the drink off of me as an excuse to touch me, Mark said.

Tamera giggled, remembering the coy tone of voice that he used when he said it.

Yeah, I do believe I remember that, Tamera said.

Well here is your chance, Mark said flatly.

He leaned in toward Tamera, shifting his weight on the bed. Tamera’s knees shook at the move he made, and she reveled in the delicious intoxication of his cologne.

Mark locked eyes with her, waiting for her to meet him halfway. Tamera leaned in and their lips locked, the slight trace of saliva wetting each other’s mouths. She felt his hand touch her on her cheek bone, which caused Tamera to quiver. Mark leaned forward and laid his body on top of Tamera’s, his bulge pressing firmly against her pelvic bone. He spread her legs wide apart, so that his cock and her clit were pressing firmly against the other, with only the thin fabric of their clothes creating any kind of separation.

Tamera felt saliva rush to her throat as her heart sped up and her body became tense.

Mark brushed his hand down Tamera’s neck and slid it beneath her blouse, firmly squeezing her breast in his hand. The material of her bra was thin because her natural brown C Cup tits sat up pretty nicely on their own. Mark lightly squeezed her breast with his right hand and began moving the bottom of her blouse upward with the other, exposing her flat stomach and belly button.

Tamera brushed Mark’s straight black hair from his face as he descended toward her stomach, pressing his lips against her skin so softly, as if he was barely touching her. He teased and licked her stomach and her navel, savoring each part of her sweet, black skin. Tamera smelled like cocoa butter, and her scent complimented Mark’s bittersweet cologne smell. He breathed in her aroma and appeared to drift away into another world, as he was swept up in the smoothness of her fit tummy.

The red light shined down on them in their bed of passion, and the shadows told the story. Tamera leaned back against his soft sheets and looked Mark in his emerald green eyes as he looked up at her, and they knew that they were about to enjoy something special.

He pressed the tip of his tongue to just beneath her navel, and trailed toward her love, pulling downward on her skirt. Tamera lifted her bottom off the bed, allowing him to remove her skirt, leaving only a pink thong, which hugged her hips, waist, ass and pussy so snugly. Mark massaged Tamera’s upper thighs as he nibbled at the top of the thong with his teeth, and pressed his thumbs toward her inner leg area, massaging circles just outside of her labia.

Mmmmm, shit, Tamera said, as her pussy swelled with heat and anticipation. Mark was going to make her earn it, and was getting turned on by teasing her.

Tamera’s love moistened and purred for him, and she placed a finger into her mouth and sucked it, wanting him to fill her up and make her feel like a woman in his arms.

Mark pulled down on Tamera’s thong slowly, pausing when her erect clit sprang forward, admiring the shape and smoothness of her bald brown and pink pussy. Tamera took pride in this and throbbed for him, as she had put a lot of time and effort waxing her pussy down perfectly. Now she was giving him a show of her cookie, and was dying for him to taste it.

Truly the mark of an alpha male, Mark took his time undressing her and didn’t jump at the first sign that Tamera was turned on, instead, he lowered his head toward her exposed vulva and touched his pursed lips to her bikini area, making sure that his kisses were soft and wet. Tamera moaned and whined each time that Mark would get dangerously close to her swollen love button, but conveniently allowed his stiff and wet tongue to just miss her clit.

He allowed his warm breath to tickle her clit, which was torture and only made Tamera’s pussy wetter and made her crave him even more. Her pussy was contracting and pulsating waiting for him, but this only made Mark take his time even more.

Turn over on your stomach, Mark said.

Please go down, Tamera said, her eyes droopy and her lips puffed out in a full pout.

Do it now, Mark said, removing his grasp on her panties, as if threatening to stop everything if she didn’t pay attention to his orders.

Tamera almost didn’t know what to do with herself. No man had shut her down like this, and she couldn’t explain it, but felt like she had to keep from messing things up with him. Usually, it was the other way around.

This must be how it feels to be a man, Tamera pouted to herself.

Instead of pussy power, Mark had a special kind of hold over Tamera, one that was rooted in unbridled passion and attraction, based in him being the type of man that a woman would dream of.

He looked like an underwear model wearing a designer suit, so she couldn’t imagine how he would look once he undressed.

Tamera rolled over onto her stomach, her ebony brown buns jiggling as she shifted from side to side. She actually wasn’t surprised that Mark ordered her to do this. She had a plump, curvy booty that men drooled over, so she knew that a white man would definitely go gaga over it.

She had as much beauty as booty, though, with cheekbones that made people ask if she was West Indian, and beautifully clear skin that men loved to taste. Mark lightly spanked the flesh of Tamera’s bottom, causing a stinging pain to her butt and a stinging twinge of humiliation and lust to her mind, as she wasn’t accustomed to playing the submissive role, in the bedroom or otherwise.

Mark pulled her thong out of the valley between her plump and juicy booty, and rolled it all the way down her thick, delicious thighs. He tossed her panties to the floor, and Tamera wondered if he was going to keep them as a trophy. She was sure that he had plenty of pussy conquests on a regular basis, but she shook the thought from her mind and enjoyed what was before her.

He had a magic and firm kind of touch. Mark’s hands gripped firmly against her ass, and he spread them wide apart, exposing her pucker and pink pussy, admiring both as he licked her inner legs just above her knee.

Tamera’s pussy quivered at the touch of his manly hands and wet tongue. He was licking parts of her that she wasn’t used to having stimulated, so she was quickly becoming putty in his hands. Mark let his tongue glide up her thigh and along the curve of her brown booty, which drove Tamera nuts.

His fingers and tongue were licking and massaging so dangerously close to her pussy that she was having trouble composing herself.

Who is this guy?

Men rarely made her cum with sex, yet, here she was, nearing her climax through foreplay with this man, and at a loss to how he was able to move with such grace. Just as she was contemplating these thoughts, Mark’s tongue punctured her sweet and piping hot pussy, licking her pink flesh on the inside and rubbing his chin against her engorged clitoris.

Oh my God, Tamera said, between moans.

Mark pushed his face between her ass cheeks and sucked at her clit, bit at the side of her labia and massaged the skin around her asshole as he licked large circles that covered the entire area of her pussy. He was eating her out from behind, something that was driving Tamera insane. She loved that her pussy and ass were so exposed to him, and wanted him to taste her forever.

Mark leaned back and pulled Tamera by her hips, taking her bottom with him. He lay on his back and planted her bottom directly on his face, allowing her to sit on it. Tamera’s sopping wet pussy was drenching his face as she sat on it, and she rolled her hips in large circles, pressing her naked ass against his forehead.

Her hands reached down to his cock bulge as she fucked his face, and she slid into his pants and felt a large surprise. His dick was at least nine inches, and had the girth of a rattlesnake. Like a kid opening their present on Christmas, Tamera rapidly undid his belt and began ripping away at his underwear until he too was completely naked from the bottom down.

She leaned her head forward and threw lips to his cock, pressing it into her jaws. His cock was warm and sweet in her mouth and she let his fat and thick dick head scrape the insides of her mouth as if it was a chew toy.

Tamera closed her eyes and wondered how sexy they looked, under a red light chewing and sucking on each other’s private parts like animals, totally exposed to each other. There was something deliciously naughty about it all, as they had only met hours before. Now here she was, sucking dick while getting her pussy eaten.

Mark came up for air and sat up, letting Tamera’s ass rest up against his pecs and shoulders. Tamera kept bobbing and sucking on his rod with fury, and clasped both of his balls in her hand, sucking the skin off his dick.

She felt his hand squeeze the back of her head and force her downward onto his cock, forcing more of it in her mouth to suck. Tamera was the blowjob queen in this moment, loving the dominance he was displaying.

His hand slapped the side of Tamera’s ass, before popping the other booty cheek for good measure. She removed the cock from her mouth and giggled, dropping her elbows to the bed, so that Mark could mount her from behind.

He stood to his feed and straddled her large round bottom, sliding his thick dick between her pink flesh, and it felt like a perfect fit. Mark squeezed her ass cheeks for dear life as he quickly picked up the pace, pumping in and out of Tamera’s pussy walls, the friction touching her g spot in the most soothing ways.

Fuck my pussy, Tamera said between laborious breath. His cock went in and out of her pussy, popping it and pounding it, with his balls slapping her erect clit, and his abdomen spanking her ass like he was disciplining her.

He squeezed the back of Tamera’s neck, something she had never let a man do, as it was a signal of forced submission. However, in the hands of this billionaire, and under the stiff, long stroked of his skilled dick, she felt compelled to give herself to him, allowing him to plow her like a real man.

She suddenly took pride in being his latest conquest, and wanting nothing more than to take more and more of his stiff cock. As it invaded her pussy and hit all the way to the bottom until she felt it in her stomach, Tamera let her body relax and her pussy expand.

He pulled her by the meat of her ass hard, stroking his hips into her pussy harder and rougher, fucking Tamera like a rag doll, to the point that she couldn’t even close her eyes or mouth from squealing and moaning so much.

You going to cum for daddy? Mark asked, not slowing down on his stroke.

Yes, daddy, I’m going to cum all over this dick, Tamera said with an erotic desperation, as she dropped her face into the sheets and bit them. Mark raised a bare foot and placed it on top of her round, brown bottom, as though he were planted a flag into his latest territory, and went to work on her pussy, fucking her as hard as he possibly could, until it hurt.

Tamera’s teeth chattered and her pussy convulsed as she went to a world of orgasmic bliss, the pressure from her pussy forcing what seemed like a liter of female ejaculate all over Mark’s cock, balls and stomach. She lay there in shock as she had an earthquake of orgasms, because no man had ever made her squirt before.

Mark took it as a badge of honor, as he could tell by her surprised face that it was her first time squirting. He ejected his cock from her and wiped his hand along her pussy and his stomach, gathering fluid. Mark rubbed her nectar all over his cock and stroked and pumped it inside of his hand, while squeezing her ass in the other.

As he became increasingly turned on at jacking off with her juices and the sight and touch of her sexy ebony ass spread wide open, Mark unfurled a stream of ejaculate in between her cheeks, which dripped down her crack and against her just pounded pussy lips.

He collapsed into the bed with Tamera, and folding his arms around her and squeezing her tightly. They lay there in the bed in erotic bliss until the flight landed, and they moved on to their next adventure.

Midnight in Jamaica

By Marlo Peterson

In terms of positions, this is one that Tamika could honestly say she had never experienced. She was handcuffed to the bathroom sink with her wrists bound tightly together, wearing nothing but see through leggings on succulent naked thighs and honey dropping from her ass.

Dessert after dinner, no? Marko said, as he undressed behind her.

They were in a Jamaican resort where dreams come true. Lots of people who are made of money stop through to these resorts in order to unwind after a quarter of playing the market. In many cases, they bring their wives, but some bring their mistresses, and others find hot pieces of ass when they get into the country.

Marko, a handsome billionaire with a suitcase full of expensive designer clothes chose the latter. Tamika most certainly was a delectable piece of ass. Her hair, braided to precision hang down to her supple young round, brown booty. She had a smile that lit up a room and an accent that made Marko’s dick hard.

Does that mean you’re going to taste me? she asked, in a playfully innocent voice.

Oh, Marko was most certainly going to taste his Jamaican dish. It’s funny how people meet up under these circumstances. This trip will be one for the ages, with both Marko and Tamika going for the gold.

My Wife is Driving Me Crazy

I just don’t see why you have to head out of town on this trip. What if I wanted to spend time with you this weekend? Ashley, Marko’s wife said.

Mark massaged his temples, trying to remain calm and not get caught into the hypothetical traps his wife was setting.

I’m heading out of town for business, Marko said.

Was there something that you planned to do with me this weekend?

Well... No, actually I was going to hang out with the girls. Tina is having a baby shower, Ashley responded.

Marko through his hands up in the air.

So what are you upset about? he asked.

Ashley contemplated, and Marko could see the wheels spinning. She didn’t even know why she was mad, yet, she felt comfortable enough taking it out on him. Splendid.

Fuck it, Marko thought to himself. He knew what he signed up for.

He figured that he may as well try to get some sweet sex for the road, since he had to get to the airport in a couple of hours.

He walked up behind Ashley and snuggled her from behind, nestling his chin into her neck playfully.

You know I’ll be back soon, he said, planting sweet kisses on her neck bone.

Why don’t we mess around a little so that you’ll miss me? Marko said.

He pressed his erection against her bottom and reached beneath Ashley’s shirt. His hand slides up to her breasts and underneath the cups of her bra. He squeezes her tits softly while teasing her neck with his tongue.

Just as he thought he was in there, Ashley threw her shirt down and turned around.

Not right now, she said.

Ashley walked toward the door.

Have a good trip. See you in a few days, she said coldly, slamming the door behind her.

Marko was floored.

I’m going to an exotic island, filled with beautiful women and drinks, and she’s just going to deny me like this for no reason?

Oh well.

With or without her, he was going to get off before he left. Marko laid out across the bed, scrolling through his phone. He went to his favorite porn site, and one of the first videos that popped up was a beautiful dark skinned woman with a white man.

An omen perhaps?

Marko clicked on the link, and the video loaded quickly.

Oh, fuck yeah, Marko said, unzipping his slacks and sliding his hand in his pants, retrieving his long, thick meat.

The black woman in the video was wearing a tiny pair of booty shorts with pieces cut out, accentuating her curvy, delicious brown ass. Marko always had a thing for black women, but never had the pleasure of sleeping with one. He loved their beautiful dark skin, and their long, beautiful hair. Most of all he loved their lusciously thick lips and plump, round asses.

The woman in the video sat on the man’s face, gripping his forehead behind her back as she rode his tongue reverse cowgirl. The camera zoomed in and Marko was intoxicated as she spread her meaty cheeks to allow the man to flick his tongue in and out of her sweet, black pussy.

The pussy looked delectable, and Marko stroked his cock to the sight of her getting eaten out from behind. The woman had perfect brown nipples that poked out about an inch. She squeezed them hard while riding his face, and Marko imagined how delicious her juices would taste against his mouth.

His heart sped up and the breathing increased, while he cupped his balls in one hand and stroked it with the other. When the woman leaned down to suck the man’s cock in the sixty position, Marko was so turned on that he blew a load that shot out six inches into the sky.

As he stared at the ceiling in his moment of bliss, he was rudely interrupted by a door slamming open.

Oh my God, he heard Ashley’s voice.

Marko sat up, surprised.

Ashley stared him in his eyes with a disappointed look. When she saw the phone, she walked to the bed and snatched it up.

Her mouth dropped open.

"Is this what you like?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips, awaiting an explanation.

I leave for five minutes and this is what you do? What do you have to say for yourself?

Marko was beyond irritated.

What business is that of yours? he asked.

Whatever. You can have these bitches, she said, throwing the phone onto the ground.

Marko cursed to himself, wondering when he got to the point that he was earning billions of dollars, but still had to answer to a nagging wife. It wasn’t the life that he wanted to live.

Searching for a Different Life

Tamika slid down the ball, wrapping her thighs around it snugly, as she leaned back and spread out her hands like an angel falling from the sky.

When she got to the ground, she rolled onto her stomach and pointed her ass toward the ceiling, shaking it to the beat of the sultry, bass filled music. A couple of men whistled, and one man walked to the stage, lifted Tamika’s thong and slid in a few dollar bills. He spanked her on the ass and licked his lips.

Tamika turned around and slid a finger into her mouth seductively, winking at her latest customer.

Thank you, baby, she said enthusiastically.

Give it up for Tamika, everybody! the strip club DJ said over the speakers.

She stood to her feet and covered her Double D tits as she bent down to pick up the rest of her dollars.

It’s funny how strippers become modest as soon as the dance is over.

She walked back stage with an arm full of dollars and tossed them into her locker.

Damn, girl. Looks like you made a killing tonight, said Sandra, one of her colleagues.

Tamika had a big booty, but damn if Sandra didn’t have the biggest rap video booth that she had ever seen. Sandra usually brought in the most money of all of the strippers because of it.

She put her hand on Tamika’s shoulder, wearing nothing but her birthday suit, and that delicious derriere was just inches from Tamika’s face.

Yeah, I did OK, Tamika said with a smile, being modest.

Are you sure you’re ready to walk away from all of this? Sandra asked.

This was Tamika’s last night in the strip club. She had been stripping at The Cave for the last two or three years and had grown accustomed to the life. Plenty of fast money, lots of alcohol and lots of attention from tourists from all over the world.

The Cave was one of Jamaica’s hotspots, and the girls there knew how to get nasty to make a traveler feel welcome. Tamika had just taken a job at a resort. She wasn’t broken or damaged per se, but getting naked for drunk strangers every night was starting to get old.

It’s too bad, because Tamika is a nympho in the strongest sense of the world. She’s literally had fiancé call off their marriage because he couldn’t keep up with her sexual appetite. Tamika was crushed when he called it off, simply because he didn’t feel like a man since he wasn’t on her level sexually.

Somewhere in the back of her head, she gets twinges of guilt for being so sexually liberated, but working at the strip club helped her explore that side of herself. Now, it had gotten to the point that she needed a break from it all in order to have a separation between work and sexuality.

Yeah, girl, I think it’s time for me to walk away while I’m on top, Tamika answered, stuffing her dollar bills into a duffel bag.

On top, you say? Sandra said, straddling Tamika’s lap with her naked body pressed against her. Their breasts met, with their erect nipples rubbing. Tamika smiled and cupped a handful of Sandra’s round, delicious booty.

During the time of exploring her sexuality in the strip club, she also learned that she was bisexual.

So let me ask that again, Sandra said.

"Are you ready to walk away from all this?" Sandra asked, placing one of her boobs into Tamika’s mouth. Tamika licked the perimeter of Sandra’s large, beautiful areolas, before meeting in the middle and sucking on her perky nipples. She spanked Sandra on the ass while cupping her breasts in both hands and tasting them.

"You know I’m not walking away from this," Tamika said.

She loved that they had a no strings attached relationship. While Sandra was a straight up lesbian, she knew that Tamika just started experimenting with girls and loved men, so they weren’t exclusive. She had no problem with Tamika going out and getting some dick when she saw the need.

Tamika also got to explore her dominant side. With men, she loved being choked, fucked hard from behind and spanked. When with Sandra, Tamika was the dominant one. She was an alpha female in that regard, and loved manhandling Sandra and her thick, curvy body.

Tamika stood up from the chair, bringing Tamika with her, carrying her in her arms, before setting her on her feet and turning her around in the locker so that she was bent over doggy style.

Tamika then sat her beautiful, soft ass on the cold floor and looked up, face to face with her girlfriend’s little black pussy.

So you’re not going to forget about me? Sandra asked, breaking the humor with some seriousness in her eyes.

Tamika looked up at her from the ground and kissed her knee, before sliding her tongue up along Sandra’s thighs, sending shivers down her spine.

I could never forget about you, girl. You showed me another side of myself, Tamika said, biting Sandra on her inner thigh.

She leaned her head up and planted her lips against Sandra’s soft, gentle pussy lips. Sandra’s juices immediately stuck to Tamika’s lips like sweet nectar, which she licked off like icing on the cake.

Tamika reached behind Sandra’s ass maneuvered her hips in a way that made her fuck her face. She loved the way Sandra’s erect clit brushed against her lips and nose.

Ooooh, I’m going to miss you being here with me, Sandra said.

You’re the only person I like here, she said with a laugh.

Tamika smiled and stood to her feet, straddling Sandra from behind and spanking her on her plump rump.

She bent down and pulled out a large purple dildo and stuffed it