Highlanders V Toros
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1 through F › Bring It On
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
8,921
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Bring It On, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Disclaimer.... I didn't make either of these two characters up I'm just playing with them, don't hurt me or the lovely folk at AFF. I don't claim to own them.
Danielle grabbed Missy’s hand, dragged her into the first cubicle and pushed her up against the closed door pressing her lips against Missy’s passionately.
She worked her lips down her body kissing and nipping at her neck and then Missy’s hardening nipples through the fabric of her t shirt.
“Aah” Missy sighed as Dan sucked and bit ravishingly on a nipple and crept further down lifting her top up to trail her tongue across Missy’s firm toned stomach.
“We won’t be needing this” Dan knelt down and looked up smiling wickedly at Missy as she unfastened her denim skirt. It dropped heavily to the floor and Dan continued biting Missy’s skin, nibbling at her inner thighs, she moved over slightly and thrust her tongue onto Missy’s throbbing clit, darting and sucking through the cotton material of her knickers. Missy threw her head back and placed a hand on Dan’s head, running her fingers through her hair. Dan pulled Missy’s knickers down to her ankles and teasingly took her time putting her attention back to Missy’s moistening cunt. Dan kissed up one leg, taking pleasure in licking the inner thigh either side of her cunt.
“Please just touch me” Missy cried out panting as she squeezed her own breasts.
Danielle hesitated slightly, her warm breath flowing over Missy’s clit; she thrust her tongue along the wet slit and sucked vigorously on the little bud.
Missy almost collapsed to the floor but quickly put her hand against the cubicle door to steady herself and smiled to herself. Dan slipped a finger inside of Missy and nipped at the clitoris with her teeth, Missy bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. She could feel the heat building up in her centre and desperately waited for the release. Dan’s persistent tongue lapped hungrily at Missy’s wetness and Missy felt the pleasure rise to her head, the blush filling her face and the fuzziness blurring her vision.
“Don’t…stop…” Missy stuttered on the edge of orgasm.
“What…did you say stop??” Dan lifted her head back, a cheeky grin plastered on her face.
“Uh?!” Missy complained.
“Hmm I’m hungry” Dan stood up and opened the cubicle door. “Are you coming?” she grinned. Missy stood stunned and pulled her knickers and skirt up.
“You’re a bitch Danielle” She yelled.
“But you love me” Danielle replied before walking back into the restaurant.
Danielle grabbed Missy’s hand, dragged her into the first cubicle and pushed her up against the closed door pressing her lips against Missy’s passionately.
She worked her lips down her body kissing and nipping at her neck and then Missy’s hardening nipples through the fabric of her t shirt.
“Aah” Missy sighed as Dan sucked and bit ravishingly on a nipple and crept further down lifting her top up to trail her tongue across Missy’s firm toned stomach.
“We won’t be needing this” Dan knelt down and looked up smiling wickedly at Missy as she unfastened her denim skirt. It dropped heavily to the floor and Dan continued biting Missy’s skin, nibbling at her inner thighs, she moved over slightly and thrust her tongue onto Missy’s throbbing clit, darting and sucking through the cotton material of her knickers. Missy threw her head back and placed a hand on Dan’s head, running her fingers through her hair. Dan pulled Missy’s knickers down to her ankles and teasingly took her time putting her attention back to Missy’s moistening cunt. Dan kissed up one leg, taking pleasure in licking the inner thigh either side of her cunt.
“Please just touch me” Missy cried out panting as she squeezed her own breasts.
Danielle hesitated slightly, her warm breath flowing over Missy’s clit; she thrust her tongue along the wet slit and sucked vigorously on the little bud.
Missy almost collapsed to the floor but quickly put her hand against the cubicle door to steady herself and smiled to herself. Dan slipped a finger inside of Missy and nipped at the clitoris with her teeth, Missy bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. She could feel the heat building up in her centre and desperately waited for the release. Dan’s persistent tongue lapped hungrily at Missy’s wetness and Missy felt the pleasure rise to her head, the blush filling her face and the fuzziness blurring her vision.
“Don’t…stop…” Missy stuttered on the edge of orgasm.
“What…did you say stop??” Dan lifted her head back, a cheeky grin plastered on her face.
“Uh?!” Missy complained.
“Hmm I’m hungry” Dan stood up and opened the cubicle door. “Are you coming?” she grinned. Missy stood stunned and pulled her knickers and skirt up.
“You’re a bitch Danielle” She yelled.
“But you love me” Danielle replied before walking back into the restaurant.