“Good. I’ll be your dirty girl, but not your dirty secret.”
“Dirty girl?” My cock stirred at her words.
“Hmm-mm” she said, laughing. “Making love was nice, and I’m sure we’ll do that again. But for the most part, this girl wants to get fucked.”
“I … I think I can handle that.”
“Good, and as much as I loved you cumming inside me the first time, I’ll let you, you know, cum on me if you want.”
“On you?” I smiled as my mind filled with sexy images. “Like on your tits?”
“Tits? I was thinking on my face, but sure, you can cum on my tits.”
“You’d let me cum on your face?” My cock hardened, and I moaned when Sam noticed and reached down and took it in her hand.
“Why not?” she asked as she stroked me. “That’s what friends are for.” She giggled.
“No, Sammi,” I told her, turning my head and kissing her, “that’s what girlfriends are for.”