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It was fine weather outside. Nothing too bad. Just a little cold and windy is all. So it wouldn’t be much of a surprise that the two girls were setting up a picnic today.
Book sets down a red plaid blanket on the yellow grass. She sits down on her knees in a cute feminine way.
She was wearing a blue sundress and nice pretty white socks with darker blue bows on it. She dusts off the skirt of that dress.
Pillow jumped onto the blanket. She almost crashes into the basket but just barely.
In comparison she wore a more indoor outfit for the occasion. A purple striped onesie with its hood down.
She reaches her arm up to the basket to open it. She pulls out a dark red apple and takes a small bite out of it.
“Hey! Since when were we eating?” Book asked while closing a binder in her hands.
She frowned in an attempt to make the other feel bad for her doing.
Pillow rolled her eyes and took another, larger bite.
“Pillow!” Book whined. Her lips pouted more.
Pillow laughed. She kicked her feet a little. She tortured Book by eating what she wanted in front of her.
Book suddenly started pushing her legs like a young child who thinks that its day is worse than others.
“Calm down, will ya?” Pillow said, taking another bite. Book started genuinely sobbing.
Pillow sat up and scoot closer. She put the bitten item in Book’s face as a tease.
“You want itt?” Pillow cooed, “You want it so bad!” She licked it to add to her point.
Book whines while shaking her head slowly.
“Come on, not even a little?” Pillow teased.
“No, no thanks…” Book cries, “No thankz!” She scoots back, away from Pillow.
But she was not fast enough. Pillow grabs Book from underneath her arms. She brings Book closer, putting her legs over hers.
“Are you so sure?” Pillow asked. Book started humming in distress. “You have to be a little bit hungry,” Pillow said.
“I am!” Book exclaimed, “But I'm not eating from you!”
Pillow leaned over Book completely and forced her mouth open. “Say ahh!” Pillow said. Book let out a soft moan. Pillow sat up.
“What the fuck was that?” Pillow asked mockingly. “Y-You’re sitting on my…” Book struggled to say the word. “On your what?” Pillow asked. “Wait, are you hard?”
“That’s inappropriate!” Book yelled. “You’re the one that’s horny in a public park,” Pillow teased. “You’re on my dick!” Book muttered.
“Oh, am I now?” Pillow asked. She moves herself slightly, never off Book. Book let out sharp whimpers and squeals while she did that. “That’s it~ my pretty girl~” Pillow moaned. She adjusted herself so that her pussy was directly on it.
“I am your pretty girl…” Book mouthed. Pillow stopped. “Huh?” She tilted her head slightly. “No, what did you say?”
“I…” Book stopped there, unwinding to embarrass herself. “You…?” Pillow said impatiently. “Can we just continue?”
Pillow slowly started going again, her moans were soft, scratchy, but very soothing. “I am your pretty whore!~” Book whispers. “Yeah? you are?” Pillow muttered. Book covered her mouth. “Repeat yourself?”
“Come on, repeat yourself?” Pillow snapped her fingers a couple of times. “I-I am your pretty whore!” Book moaned.
“There it is!” Pillow said. She went faster. Her moans were slightly louder too. “Confess to the whole world how much you want me to touch you right now~”
“Please!” Book whined. “No, tell them,” Pillow demanded. “Nooo~ That’s embarrassing!” Book covered her face with her hands. “We could be eating right now,” Pillow said, “but you rather have a girl rub herself on top of you~”
“No— maybe…” Book paused, “Absolutely not!~” she moaned slightly while speaking. “Then beg for it,” Pillow demanded. “But I’m already—” Book said. “Couldn’t quite hear you…what did you say?” Pillow said with a harsh breath in between every other word.
“Pilloww~ I am about to—uah!~” Book’s body trembled as a certain liquid started staining her dress. “Wow, that fast?” Pillow asked. “That wasn’t even that fast!” Book yelled. She crossed her arms. “Did you still want—”
“Yes!” Book whined, kicking her legs. “Say please,” Pillow said. “Why does that matter!?” Book said, genuinely frustrated. “Be polite, lil girl,” Pillow teased. “Pillow please!”
“Okay!” Pillow said. She put her hands underneath the skirt of Book’s dress. She pulls off Book’s wet yellow-blue panties.
“Oh wow~” Pillow just stared at it. Book attempted to scoot closer. Pillow felt on the bottom of her pelvis in a soft tease. Book whimpers as she did, scooting up even closer and pushing her slightly.
“You want it?” Pillow cooed, “You want it so bad? Don’t you?” She put a harsh grip on it. “Yesyes pleaaase!!~” Book cried. “Louder?” Pillow said. “Pillow, just do it!”
“Fine.” Pillow put Book’s dick in her hand. She tugs on it tightly. Book looked around the area, noticing people moving or empty spots where people were. “Just letting you know, this is yyour fault…” she said. “You were the one who decided to be a little slut in a public park~” Pillow reminded her.
Pillow moved Book’s dress to be above her waist to get a better view. She put a part of it in Book’s mouth to shut her up. Pillow rubs the tip in small circles that make the young woman scream.
“Go harder!~ goharderr!!!~” Book squealed. Her hips jerk in the rhythm of Pillow’s hand. “Damn, you really want this~” Pillow said.
Tears came out of Book’s eyes, her face flushed a bright red. She attempted to take Pillow’s hand to have more control. Pillow slapped her hand the moment she saw it.
“Nah-ah.” Pillow mocked. “If you do it again, then you won’t get to cum.”
“Nnno please!!!~” Book cried. Her body lifted up subconsciously. A clear liquid spilled on some of Pillow’s hand. Pillow laughs softly.
“There it is…there it is….” Pillow whispered. She moved down to the shaft, despite Book’s orgasm. “Just a bit more, you little slut…”
The rest of it came out, dripping down from tip to shaft down to Pillow’s hand. “There we go~” she giggles. “What a very good slut you are~”
