Filling The Cunt With Info

Kimberly struggled to make sense of women. She talked to her iPhone instead. Sally answered every question without complaint, every time. Directions. Restaurants. A shoe store three blocks away. She always had it. So when Kimberly finally said she wished Sally were flesh and blood, the line of code answered without hesitation. Sally stepped out of the speaker and into the room, hips bare, voice warm. Kimberly’s mouth opened. Her knees gave. Sally looked down, wet already. Kimberly kissed between her thighs like she was starved for it, hands sliding up to cup Sally’s ass and pull her closer, breath hot against the soft folds. She licked slow at first, then harder when Sally moaned. Her tongue worked in deep strokes. Fingers curled inside. Sally held the back of her head and rode the next shudder straight into her mouth.