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“My body is not for you to fondle or play with,” Book said as she crossed her arms to block her boobs.
“Aw, I didn’t even start yet…” Pillow frowned.
“What do you mean ‘start yet’?” Book said while zipping her lime green hoodie back up. “This is done!”
Pillow then proceeds to hold Book back with her arms placed from around Book’s waist to her hands on the pelvic era.
“I said you are done!” Book screamed, trying to wiggle herself out of the grasp.
Pillow’s hands moved inside of Book’s dark blue jeans. Her hands moved softly on those tannish pussy lips. Then she slid her fingers in between the lips.
She stopped her left hand on the clitorial hood and the right directly ontop of the little bean.
She rubbed as carefully as she could without Book’s thighs crushing her hand.
Book released small innocent moans instantly. Squirming from her own arousal. She squeezed her eyes shut from the embarrassment of even thinking about enjoying it.
“See, nobody’s done!” Pillow whispered.
She lifted her hand to go dig inside Book’s vaginal hole. The latter attempted to stop it by once again, crushing Pillow’s hand with her thighs.
She has multiple reasons to do it. One of them was because she was really horny. So much to the point that not only the sound but the feeling of getting her hole felt around and then her fluid being scooped out made her worse.
Another was that extended arousal was one of her biggest kinks. Her pathetic thrashing continued the moment Pillow’s hand moved back onto her clit.
“You’re doing so well!” Pillow said.
“y-yeyyhh!!~” Book moaned.
Pillow changed the speed of the massage to around 145 BPM. That was a high enough speed to make Book’s mind melt.
“Is your brain fizzing up?” Pillow questioned.
“fzing up…” Book murmured.
“Yes!” Pillow pushed her hand on it even harder. “Oh my god, you’re so obvious!”
“…what!?” Book giggled.
Pillow then proceeded to slap her pussy. “Why are we laughing, moan a bit more.” She slapped it again.
Book went louder than before. A sharp short scream. She immediately closed her eyes afterward.
“Much better~” Pillow whispered. She slide her hand up the pussy and onto Book’s stomach. She repeated those motions a few more times. That is until…
“Break”
“You were doing so well, what happened?” Pillow asked.
“Stop, it’ss just too much, please?” Book pleaded.
Pillow instead scratches the little thing, like digging her nails deep into it. Book screamed as liquid started spewing out of her cunt.
“Ohh~ you like that don’t you?” Pillow teased.
Book nodded as Pillow slapped her pussy again. Her eyes rolled back entirely while her body started syncing up with Pillow's movements.
“Very good, so compliant~” Pillow said.
“yayyy!!~ hAHAHa!” Book’s mind was officially broken. Her fluid not only started coming out rapidly, but started leaking out of her pants.
“Good girl!!!! You’re such a good girl!~” Pillow rubbed Book’s clit even harder. Not only is it making her pants darker but also spilling onto the floor.
“Oh no!~” Pillow whined, “you wet yourself…” she took her hand out of Book’s pants. “And my hand!”
“Huh?” Book looked down, “oopsie!”
Pillow inserted a few fingers into Book’s mouth. “You want a taste?” She asked.
She penetrated Book’s mouth slowly. “Eat it, you have to~” her fingers locked into Book’s mouth.
Book almost gagged on Pillow’s longer finger.
“Come on baby, I’ll give you praises if you do…” Pillow said.
She lays her fingers on Book’s tongue. Book attempts to get out tiny whimpers before desperately licking what’s left off her fingers.
“There we go sweetheart~” Pillow mewed.
Book let out harsh, exhausted breaths when Pillow’s fingers came out.
“Very good! You did a very good job,” Pillow whispered.
Book slipped down onto the piss stained floor and strugglyed removed her pants that were also starting to get stained from the back. She cried from desperation as her light buttcheeks slapped themselves onto the puddle below her.
She hastily rubbed her insanely wet pussy. Her moans were screechy and loud. Tears of pleasure fell out of her eyes as she bit her lip so hard that it bled.
When she stopped biting her bottom lip, her moaning became rapid and stutter-y. Her body started shaking in intense arousal. She starts unzipping her hoodie.
“I said it’s over,” Pillow said, “you’re allowed to stop now.”
Book removed the sweater from her body and threw it across the room. It made a ‘splat’ sound when it landed. She fanned herself despite only having a white-ish tube top that could not hide her hardened nipples. She moved her arm under her shirt.
Her other arm moved to the inside of her vagina to rapidly finger herself. Her head fell back as the shirt she had on became even more wet. If she were a few more inches down her hair would’ve been wet as well.
“hharrderhARRDERR!!~ aaugh!~” Book moaned while she began slapping her cunt at least three times. A little but if more liquid comes out.
“Okay, I give up!” Pillow sat down, crossing her arms. Hoping to wait out the process.
Book played around with her clit and nipples in the same way. She’d jerk them off like little 2 centimeter penises. She rubs them out in rough ways, punches and slaps them like the masochistic slut that she is.
“Yes. Yes! makemecum~makemecummakemeCuM!!~” She screamed. Her pussy had a mind of its own at that point.
It’s cum starts pushing out of her like a water faucet. Book squeezes her eyes shut. She rubs her overwhelmed clit at 270 BPM. Little drops of squirt landed itself on her hand. She stomped her feet on the ground from her intense climax.
Her body arched up as her cum spilled out onto another puddle much closer to Pillow’s side of the room. She looked at the stream as it expanded. Though, her eyes couldn’t really focus on it as her brain was more into her arousal.
She dropped her body back down. Back down onto the cold piss puddle she sat on. Her breaths settle down and she slips her hand out of her shirt and places it on head instead. She places her other hand into her mouth to lick off the left cover juices, one finger at a time.
“Eww” Book mumbled when she realized not only that it didn’t taste that good, but that she was laying in a pile of weird vaginal water.
“Did you want a change of clothes?” Pillow asked.
“Sure…!” Book sat up and squeezed out her hair.
“Oh no, you’re getting those yourself,” Pillow said, somehow avoiding the other pile of vaginal stuff. “Bye!”
She shut the door. She just locked Book inside! How rude!