If you bitches hurt her or my friends, I won't hesitate to hurt a bitch.
uclasantana replied to your post: What should I do with my summer?
Apartment hunt?No one’s called us back?
I gave them your number…so I guess not. Which sucks. Because I wanted the one with the pool.
Yeah, well next time you’re not trying to kill yourself, DON’T FUCKING SLIT YOUR WRISTS WITH RAZORS SO I HAVE TO FIND YOU, SO I HAVE TO SEE YOU DYING IN FRONT OF ME, SO I HAVE TO CLEAN UP YOUR FUCKING BLOOD AFTER!
So what? I should have left you there to DIE?
Well no…but…I’m just saying…I wasn’t trying to kill myself.
You can joke about it all you like but it’s not funny, you didn’t see what I saw and didn’t have to deal with what I did.
No one asked you to help. And again, like I said, I wasn’t trying to kill myself.
You suck.
It was just a joke, Q.
…not funny.
It is when you realize I wasn’t trying to kill myself in the first place.
Well, it’s not really, but it’s making me half-tempted to kill myself.
Too soon?
Brittany wished she could tell Santana to not stifle her moans, but that meant pulling away from where she was and that was the last thing she wanted to do. Her arms wrapped around the brunette’s thighs and pressed the pads of her fingers into the girls muscle as the girl finally let’s a moan escape her lips. Brittany was turned on even more as Santana’s hand gripped at her hair. Brittany’s tongue moved faster, trying push Santana over the edge. She moaned against the girl, pushing in her tongue as deep as she could, burying her face inbetween the girl’s legs.
It didn’t take long at all before Santana felt her orgasm arrive, her hips bucking upwards slightly to increase the friction as it washed over her. Her chest was heaving and her breath was uneven as she desperately tried to keep herself at that high, but unfortunately for her, it soon wore off and Santana swore in Spanish as her back hit the bed. “That was…Aye Dios Mio, somehow I keep forgetting how good you are at that.”
Brittany watched as Santana propped herself up, continuing to lick the girl. Her eyes locked with the other girl’s as she moaned in agreement, the sound vibrating against the girl’s center. She continued to look at Santana as she ate her out. Her tongue finally dove into the girl as deep as she could manage and pumped in and out of her, her tongue running against the girl’s walls.
The eye-contact between the two as Brittany continued her ministrations with her tongue as she teased her only made a shiver run down her spine and she bit her lips to suppress yet another moan. The minute Brittany’s tongue entered her, a low moan managed to spill over her lips and she threw her head back as one of her hands found themselves entwined in a mess of blonde hair, fingers tightening as the impending release of her orgasm approached. “Aye Dios Mio…so close…”
