Fuck me, I'm Scared!

Melissa bolts into the room and launches herself at Brandi, shaking and still in her heels. Brandi opens her arms, strokes her back, murmurs that everything is fine. Melissa tilts her face up, then slips a hand inside Brandi’s blouse. She cups one heavy breast, feels the nipple tighten, and pushes her face lower until her lips close around it. Brandi exhales hard. She grabs Melissa’s hips, spins her onto the couch, shoves the girl’s thighs apart, and licks straight up the slick seam between them. Melissa gasps and cants her hips. When Brandi’s tongue drives deeper, Melissa pulls her away, flips her onto her back, and settles between her legs. She licks slowly, almost reverently, tracing every fold until Brandi’s breath catches. Then she adds two fingers, pumps them in steady strokes while her tongue circles the tight ring of Brandi’s ass. Brandi’s thighs shake. The only sound left in the room is wet and hungry.