“This is Clarissa Love cuming all over your screen..” Clarissa was lost in thought. About herself and the outfit she wore. About the way she held the microphone. About her hair, was it the correct length, color, her bangs were they poufy enough.
“You a little bit nervous” smiled this petite girl. “Cuz I am, I mean this is only journalism right what could go right” stopping herself before breathing another word about the nightmare she hosted. “Names Debbie by the way and I hope.. yeh I hope..” Debbie was trying to say something butt something was in the way between her and the rest of the sentence.
Clarissa refocused, sucking the cum from her fingers. “Wait were did this.. cum from” thinking as her tongue lashed out. Wrapping itself around her middle finger. “Mmm, I love the taste of cum! Of how it is so sticky.. of how the sweetness can and will always..” Clarissa sucked in a tit. Biting the nipple, tweaking the areola as her tongue battered at the very head of the nipple.
“Ooo.. Ooo.. I.. can.. breath.. OooOoooOoooo” Debbie was trying to breath, trying to be cordial butt the biggest orgasm was just wanting. She could feel it. “Please.. ple..e keep … Ohmifuck” rocking her hips. Dragging her clit on the fingers that were banging her. Shuttering from so deep inside.
“If one thing is out of place.. my tone Oh.. I hope my tone was reporter quality” licking Debbie’s neck, pulling on her tit. “Everything is going to be okay.. I’m here early” Clarissa’s eyes shifting to the clock on the wall.
“No, no do.. OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” Debbie’s legs ripping the restraint of her panties despite her slender build. Now spread eagle, panting while still perched on, “What was her name.. she didn’t give OooOoooOoooo..” Butt being interrupted by the after shock of the greatest orgasm in history of orgasms by.. “Clarissa, that is her name Clarissa Lov.. Oh Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm” Debbie’s body now quaked. With the feel of more orgasms being stacked on top of one another.
“Did I check my hair.. to see if I had any split ends or” nibbling on Debbie’s left ear lobe. Shoving all four fingers into Debbie’s mouth. “Everything is going to workout.. after all you are Clarissa Love.. did I give my name at the beginning and end or only at the end!?” Still surprised that everybody could not hear what she was thinking.
Choking over the width of four fingers shoved in her mouth. Even though not that wide there depth was getting impressive. “OooOoooOoooo yes.. I can talk Mmmmmmmmm..” straining as two fingers pierced her over worked pussy. Thrusting her hips forward that the slightest gust of wind that tortured her clit. “Ooo my fuckkk.. no, no, yesss” Clarissa’s thumb was now a player. Mashing Debbie’s hard little clit while letting loose with the next orgasm. Humping the two fingers that had filled her pussy, using her own hands to pull on her tits. “Yes, small butt.. butt Ooo Mmm Ooh.. fuckkk” the mystery of why only two where being used put Debbie into orbit.
“Yes everything has.. Ooo my fuckkk, what about my.. my cum!” Clarissa had found a flaw in her performance. Flexing her fingers as the extra two found a unused hole to help entice.
Reaching for anything to cling onto cause one finger in her asshole always did the trick butt today two will stretch out her limits. “Ooh my fuckkk..” at least that was what she wanted to say butt seeing as how she, Debbie was a panting mess of orgasmic juice’s. “OooOoooOoooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” pumping her hips. Dragging her clit from in between the thumb and the pointer finger, pounding her barely there ass to a pinkie and ring finger while her breath had left her body long, long ago. “Yesssssssss.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh Mmm fuckkk” Debbie spoke without words.
The click of heels on tile, the hiss of the double doors. The low hum of a Vibratab, “Clarissa, Clarissa Love” could have echoed thought out that small waiting room said the female voice butt the tap told the interporn that she was here.
Walking to the doors, Clarissa’s back to that creamy mess on the couch. Even as she approached the female had already started down the hall. Giving one last glance back. “Good luck Debbie” kissing the peace sign just a heartbeat before flashing it to that cuming mess on the couch that went by the name Debbie.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t2sby9/wet_dreams_university_295_the_wait_dream_master