
Uncle Nearest 1884 on this FFAF
Need to finish off this bottle, so figured I would do it for FAFF. Any recs on what I should replace it with when it's gone?

Need to finish off this bottle, so figured I would do it for FAFF. Any recs on what I should replace it with when it's gone?
The concert was fun! Ginny and Spencer had a relatively innocent history- more friends than lovers- but there was a certain undeniable sexual ember within each of them that could easily be ignited with the right combination of acelerants. In this case, it was cold beer, country music, and a sundress that teased Spencer through every honky-tonk chorus that made Ginny swing and sway in her boots.
Ginny closed the bedroom door behind them. The Uber ride back to Ginny's apartment was very much like their relationship up to this point- flirty, but reserved; handsy, but innocent; never crossing a line or revealing one's cards before the river is dealt.
Ginny pulled Spencer to the edge of her bed and took a seat. Spencer pulled off his shirt as Ginny went for his belt, but when she free the excess of the belt from the first loop, he stopped her. He leaned down and grabbed her neck gently with both hands.
"Soon. But tonight is for you."
Spencer's right hand stayed on Ginny's neck while she kissed him with her soft, supple lips that still tasted a bit like a High Noon, Peach. Their tongues massaged one another. Spencer's left hand slid gently up Ginny's dress to caress her plump ass before grabbing the top of her thong and pulling it down her pale, freckled legs.
He freed her thong from one ankle, then, with a little flick of the foot, Ginny finished the job and sent the thong to the floor near the bedroom door.
After the underwear toss, Spencer caught her ankle in his hand before it could return to its' resting position hanging from the edge of the bed. One final kiss and Spencer guided Ginny's head to lay back on the bed. He relocated his lips to the ball of her ankle. With his right hand now free after resting her neck on the bed, he was able to explore the soft skin of the luscious thighs that Ginny's dress was still hiding underneath.
Spencer's lips made their way from her ankle to her calf, and his right hand eased its way towards the inside of her thighs. Ginny began to squirm.
His thumb grazed your clit and he realized why she was squirming so much- Ginny was soaking wet with the anticipation of what was to come next.
Spencer gave the tip of each of his fingers a taste of Ginny's now swollen and dripping pussy, teasing her before sliding the length of his index and middle finger inside of her.
In that moment, Ginny puled her dress up and over her head and dropped it on the floor. Spencer's lips have made it from her calf to the inside of her thighs. After the slow and sensual trek across Ginny's ripe young body, his tongue finally meets his now dripping wet fingers at the entrance of her yearning pussy.
His hand gives way to his tongue and both hands find a sturdy hip to grab ahold of. Spencer buries his tongue between Ginny's legs as her back begins to arch in pleasure. She lets out a moan that she must have been holding in all night. It was equal parts relief and desperation--- relief that she no longer had to hide the cards she was holding and desperate to live out the sexual fantasies that she's been playing in her mind since the last time her and Spencer were together.
She closes her thighs around his jaw and crossea her ankles behind his back. Spencer begins to feel short thrusts of Ginny's hips, as if she wants to make sure his tongue hits every one of her most sensitive spots.
He suddenly grabs her hips tightly and rolls them to the side. Her ankles unlock so that her knees are now on either side of Spencer's head after the roll. Ginny's pussy is hovering above his lips, and she is now in full control. She grinds her pussy onto his mouth and tongue. This is exactly what Ginny wanted. She squeezes her pale and perky tits while she rides Spencer's face. That image alone sends a sensation to the tip of his throbbing cock- a cock that's now steady dripping with pre-cum inside of his jeans.
Ginny's legs tremble and her thighs press Spencer's head deeper into the bed as she climaxes. She grabs ahold of his hair as her lower body continues to convulse around his jaw.
Ginny falls forward, her thighs still mounted on Spencer's face. He slides his body down the bed, escaping the grasp of her thighs, while she still lays face down, knees bent, and ass up. She thinks he's done with her. He's not.
Spencer grabs her by the hips and pulls her backwards until her knees reach the very edge of the bed. Ginny turns her shoulders towards Spencer to taste herself on his lips. He agrees, then pushes her shoulders back down towards the bed to assume the previous position. He lowers his knees to the floor, positioning his face even with Ginny's now bright red and glistening pussy. He continues to lap and lick his way through all of her most intimate spots. Ginny begs Spencer to pull out his cock so that he could fuck her in this position, but he doubles down. . . "Tonight is for you".
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