Nighthawk: A Superhero Story (closed for Siobhancan99)

Monica felt like she should be more sad about Lily and Brian. Sad at all really. There was something of her mother in her response though. Something a little troubling, but also insulating. Lily and Brian were dead in part because of her, but largely because they were stupid, treacherous, and weak. She'd arranged for Brian to leave Prospect City. That was the plan. Get the fuck out of town and don't ever come back. She doubted very much that he'd been kidnapped so he could be staged in Lily's car. They'd ignored all reason, he'd stayed. The Russians would have killed him if they knew. Hell, the Russians may have killed him. The Imperial might have... but he might not have. Lily, also, would have happily betrayed her. She only told her the truth when pressed, and frankly probably out of fear. No, there'd be no tears for the Lofflers. She could practically see her mother's indifferent shrug "things happen in war, pumpkin" said with a tone that might have been used to give a recipe or let her know it was raining outside.

Turning to the subject of her mother, she thought on how the Imperial's structure so perfectly mimicked the Centauri cells on Earth. Diffuse command, nobody knowing each other. That was for two reasons. It meant that no cell could give away the others, but it also meant that there could be no mass "going native." There could be no betrayal except on a small manageable scale. She thought a moment, about the Imperial and the "he". It was possible that the Imperial was a woman in sunglasses. A woman who claimed to represent a man. Cloaked in his male gravitas and authority, it would allow her to hide in plain site. Just the messenger. Monica contemplated that for a while. FIghting another Centauri woman was not high on her list of priorities. In large part because unless she was Monica's age she was probably a highly trained killer. Unless she was the techie. Maybe she'd get lucky and the Imperial would be from her dad's caste. Maybe she was putting too much into this "the Imperial is a Centauri" thing. Racist, Monica. Racist. Humans are perfectly capable of making criminal enterprises.

"I was so fucking busy Christina. I quit my job, so.. maybe next semester." She nodded "It was all just too much. I've got a heavy workout regime.. which is why I can eat so much. Plus school, plus tutoring Austin. Plus..." She smiled over at Gabi "new relationship. But I'm still down."

When Hadley came over she arched an eyebrow "cam-cam? that is disgustingly cute." She grinned and took a sip, to be polite. "The word is ambrosia. The food and drink of the gods of Olympus." she passed it back to Hadley, then used her phone to find a picture of a white girl sitting on a Latina girl's face, sending that to Gabi in response to her text.
 
Cristina nodded. “Yeah, it’s easy to get overwhelmed in your first year. It’s totally fine if it doesn’t work out for the spring.”

Gabi continued to talk to Layla and the guys while at the same time, peering down at her phone. A moment later, she texted back, then rejoined the conversation. “Yesss please. I need this…”

Hadley, taking the bottle back and taking a rather large swig, “Ambrosia. Gotcha. It’s cute because he’s disgustingly cute. And his chest is like a tree trunk that I want to just climb and climb,” she said, loudly enough that Cameron, who was making his way over, grew a bit red and stopped, then resumed drinking from his cup in place.

The people interested in D&D had dispersed from the table and were making their way to the couch where Nick had hooked up his Switch to play Super Smash Bros., though Gabi remained at the table momentarily with her phone out. Hadley wandered back over to Cameron and Porter walked over to grab one of the cupcakes that Cristina had brought. “Hey,” he said to Monica, “you taking Dr. Howe’s Human Development class this spring? I’m thinking about it. My advisor said she thinks she’s supposed to be back but she’s not sure.”

Monica received another text from her girlfriend, who was now in a corner talking with Layla. It was a pic taken underneath their table; Gabi was holding up the hem of her black dress, legs spread a bit, showing off the delicate, olive-hued skin between her thighs and the soft, pink lips of her pussy. Her text read: “I actually bought a super cute pair of Halloween panties but you’re going to have to wait for tomorrow night to see them.”

The dark-haired girl shot Monica another glance, an impish grin on her face, then continued her conversation with Layla. After a little while, Gabi motioned for Monica to come over. “Mon, look,” Gabi said, holding up a piece of paper. It was a manga-style sketch of Gabi and Monica holding hands and gazing at each other.

“Just wanted to thank you for inviting me and for throwing another party,” Layla said, smiling. "Also, y'all look very adorable together."
 
Monica colored slightly when she saw the text. She bit her lip and sent a picture of a strapon, "maybe one of these at some point?"

She bumped Hadley with a hip "maybe slow down a little. make it to the end of the night so he doesn't have to carry you home." She laughed and winked at Cameron "well, Cam Cam. make sure she's sober enough for climbing later huh?" She laughed and rested her hand on the small of Hadley's back, glad she was having fun with everything that had happened. She looked down at the drawing "awww that's fucking adorable" she was genuinely touched, and glad Layla had come along. "so. Any interest in finding your own Gabi? Or Cam-Cam?" She grinned "its ok if the answer is no. but if its yes... happy to help you work on that."
 
Layla smiled in return. “Gabi and I were just talking about it a little,” Layla said, glancing over in Porter’s direction momentarily. “It’s a little…complicated. I have these…chronic migraines. It’s nothing—like, they’ve ruled out a tumor or anything like that, but they haven’t been able to figure it out for two years, and it’s just…it’s kinda hard to make plans with somebody when the next day you could be curled up in a ball in a dark room for 24 hours. I had a boyfriend back home, but…it was just such a bummer. I was such a bummer. He was nice, but I didn’t blame him for breaking up with me.”

Gabi took Layla’s hand sympathetically. “Oh sweetie, I’m sorry,” she said. Across the room, Monica spotted Cameron slipping on his coat as if preparing to leave, though it was relatively early.

“That’s one reason I really appreciate you all inviting me,” Layla added. “Some people give up when I’m constantly a no-show. I’m not being anti-social, I promise.”

“Thank you for the invite,” Cameron said, making his way over. Hadley was seated on the couch playing Smash Bros. with Nick and his boyfriend. "Cracking party, really. Please enjoy the rest of my native swill," he said, gesturing dramatically toward the hard ciders he'd brought. "It's the UK's finest and only-est contribution to food culture."

Gabi used the momentary interruption to their conversation with Layla to check her phone. Standing right beside Monica now, she gently squeezed her hip in response.
 
"Of course Layla. Look, people are busy for all sorts of reasons. Being someone's friend isn't about requiring them to be at you beck and call. As for boys well. the right one will understand your issues. As long as you're upfront about them." She squeezed the arty shy girl's shoulder "you'll find the right one. We know some nice guys"

She let her other hand drift down to Gabi's ass, kneading playfully before leaning over "IF it wasn't Hadley's first big party after everything I'd slip you out of here and devour you" she grinned and nibbled her girlfriend's earlobe, then dragged her tongue along her ear "sit on your face and tie you to the bed" She winked, then turned to cam "you have to go?" She looked between him and Hadley, having assumed he'd stay to get her home "everything ok?"
 
Layla again glanced in Porter’s direction as Monica mentioned nice guys. Gabi smiled at Layla as well. “We’re just glad you’re here tonight, hermana.”

“My pleasure. Also, if y’all are looking for a cheap spring break, my parents’ place has an extra room. Just saying,” she said, referring to her home in Tallahassee.

“Thank you!” Gabi said excitedly. “That would be awesome. If your parents are cool with it and everything.”

When Cameron was making his way over, Layla excused herself, grabbing a beer and heading toward the couch. Gabi smiled at Monica. “That is absolutely happening tonight. Can’t wait, sexy.”

“Yeah, everything’s fine,” Cameron said, “I’m just completely knackered from exams today. And this week.”

“Yeah, totally,” Gabi said. “Is Hadley going with you, or…?”

“No, think she’s going to head back with Nick or Porter or one of those guys,” he said. “Thanks again.” The acting major made his way to the couch and had a quick exchange with Hadley. It was clear from her expression that she was initially disappointed, but then she was acting casually again and yelling at Nick for “cheating” at the game.

Next, Gabi talked to a couple of friends Monica didn’t know too well from the bio major’s classes, and they got caught up for a bit. As the night wound down, the bulk of the group were huddled together near the television shooting the shit and goofing on some low-budget 80s horror movie Hadley had pulled up through a streaming service using her father’s account, though she had slunk off a few minutes in.

Due to the space constraints, Monica sat on the floor in front of where Gabi sat on the couch as her girlfriend rubbed her hair, shoulders, and neck. At a certain point, Gabi got up to grab a blanket from her room for Layla, who was clearly cold. Glancing over, Monica saw her girlfriend exit a minute later carrying the blanket and followed by both Hadley and Porter.

Things were wrapping up now and Monica received a text to meet Gabi, now wide-eyed, over near the sink. “So…I just walked in on Hadley and Porter making out…” Guests began streaming over to say their thank you’s and goodnights.
 
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Monica frowned. Not so much over the fact that she couldn't exactly push Porter at Layla, but at Hadley's sort of...whatever the fuck was going on with her. First she wanted to "cimb" cam-cam who she thought was the new boyfriend... but apparently wasn't. Then suddenly all over Porter. She wondered if it wasn't something to do with trauma or whatever from being kidnapped. Maybe if Melanie was truly back she could get her to talk to her. For now though, she drew Hadley aside "hey!" She smiled, trying to keep it casual "How are things going for you? You know with the semester and everything. Cam-Cam and all that. Are you two like, an item? I saw he left early..."
 
Hadley grinned widely as across the room, Monica could see Gabi talking with Porter. “Heyyy, Mon. I sound like I’m doing a bad Jamaican accent or something. ‘Hey, mon,’ ” she said, letting out a snicker. “Things are good. So glad that midterm bullshit is fucking over. It’s, like, three weeks to Thanksgiving and then like one week of classes and we’re done, you know? Oh, Cameron? I don’t—we were just kinda hanging out. Actors, you know? Is it crazy that I kinda want to punch Porter’s V-Card?” Layla, who was standing nearby talking to Nick’s boyfriend, Curtis, glanced over at her, before returning to the conversation she was having.

Nick decked out in a mech costume and his boyfriend Curtis walked over. “Quality party, Mon,” he said. “Thanks for the invite.”
 
"Yeah Hads honestly. It's not a great idea unless what you want is to be Porter's girlfriend and really love and support him and be part of his life. Not because like.. morals or whatever" Though, to her small town mind Monica wasn't still great with the hook up culture prevalent among her peers "But because 1) you're the first girl to give him any attention and 2) he's got a real religious upbringing and he's going to have internalized a lot of that sort of thing. Which means it would not be a casual encounter for him. it would be a meaningful encounter for him and if there was no meaningful follow up, he'd be hurt. I mean I could be wrong, but I think that we both know that I'm not. I think its an awful idea and you should let Nick take you home and not Porter when the time comes. For both of your sakes."
 
Hadley’s expression grew sullen, like a child being told they couldn’t do something for reasons they didn’t quite understand. Then she nodded, patted Monica’s shoulder, and said, “Yeah, that’s cool. I’ll go home with Nick and Curtis.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea,” Nick said earnestly, as he draped the drunk girl’s arm around his shoulders and gave Curtis an apologetic look. “Come on, Hads. This train is rolling out of the station.” Nick grabbed a handful of peanut butter cups for the road.

Gabi was finishing up a conversation with Cristina. “Tuesday won’t work because I actually have a job interview then, but maybe Wednesday?” Monica’s girlfriend offered.

“Sounds good. What’s the job?”

“Oh, nothing too interesting. Receptionist in a doctor’s office,” Gabi said. “Just need some extra cash.”

“Totally,” Cristina said. She thanked Gabi and Monica for the party and was on her way.

Once all of the guests were gone, Gabi turned to Monica and began playing with the soft fabric of her cravat. “Porter was a little drunk, but I kinda checked in on him to make sure things hadn’t…gotten out of hand. Hadley was a little much, right?”

She plucked the blonde girl’s top hat off and stroked her curled hair. “So…I don’t want you out of these clothes, but I want you out of them at the same time. What’s a girl to do, hmm?”
 
Monica laughed softly and tugged Gabi in "I dunno. Cuddle me and feed me grapes and sit on my face? Then I can leave the costume on." She wrapped her arm around Gabi, trying not to wince as the curvy girl settled in against her injured ribs. She sucked softly at Gabi's lower lip "hey, so you told Christina you're getting a job? You worried that Sara is gonna pull the plug?" She ran her hand along Gabi's back, stroking softly "or are you uh... you know. getting ready to tell her that we're not just best friends? we're super best friends?"

She brushed her nose softly around Gabi's, then gently pushed her against the wall "Like the very bestest of friends that like to sleep next to each other because its warmer that way?"
 
Monica could smell the faint scent of alcohol on her girlfriend’s breath. “Sounds good, carino, but I think we’re all out grapes,” she replied, nestling in against her. “Oh, sorry. I thought I’d mentioned that to you but I literally just checked my email in between sending you naughty texts. Which, by the way—super hot.” She guided the blonde girl’s hand to one of her full breasts. “It’s just an interview right now. Don’t want to jinx anything!”

“Hmm, so you think I should tell her we’d save money on heating costs? She’d be down with that until she remembers heat’s included,” she said with a grin. “Umm, all of the above?” Gabi said when explaining her reasoning. She let herself be pressed against the wall, a coy look on her face. “Also, I kind of want my own money so I can, like, take you out to dinner and spoil you like a proper princesa.” She pressed her lips against Monica’s, then reached down and cupped the older girl’s ass. Her tongue grazed Monica’s top lip.
 
Monica slipped her hand to cup Gabi's breast, brushing her thumb across the nipple through her dress. "no bra? sluuuut" she grinned and kissed along her girlfriend's jaw to her neck, nibbling and kissing. She pressed in against her, pressing her thigh up against her girlfriend's core. "So what did you think of the toy idea? I mean we don't have to but if you wanna try it I can get one" She purred in her girlfriend's ear "I'm honestly pretty happy with your sexy lips and your fingers, but I mean. College is for trying all sorts of new things." She wondered, for a tiny jealous moment, if Kayla had fucked Gabi with something like that. She didn't let it bother her though, more just wanting to give Gabi everything that would please her. She rocked her thigh back and forth against her girlfriend, pressing up against her "And you do spoil me. I'm the most spoiled girl at Prospect U." She traced her tongue along the ridges of Gabi's ear "I don't think you understand how beautiful you are, Corazon. If I were to take you out on the street right now everyone would be jealous of me" She brushed her thumb back and forth, trying to get the nipple to perk "They'd all want what I have. What's mine" she bit softly below Gabi's ear "You spoil me by waking up next to me. You spoil me by smiling shyly at me when you think I'm not looking" She kissed back to her lover's lips "you spoil me by crying out my name while you tug my face between your legs. You spoil me by using your perfect lips to get me off over and over and over..."
 
Gabi let out a faint whimper as Monica touched her breast and leaned into her curvy body. “I love your lips…all of them…and your fingers,” she said, drawing one of Monica’s hands to her lips and kissing a fingertip. “But I am definitely intrigued. I want to try everything with you, sexy. There are lots of things that…that I’d feel comfortable exploring with you.”

The Latina’s nipple swelled and hardened at her lover’s touch. Gabi closed her eyes, swooning as Monica kissed, nibbled, and showered affection on her. “Wow...you are smooth, querida,” she said in a playful tone, though from the gleam in her gorgeous brown eyes, it was clear that she'd been moved by her best friend's outpouring. “I’m pretty sure if I was 100% straight, you could talk my panties off. Lucky for you…” She hiked up her skirt a bit, showing off her bare pussy and pressing it into Monica’s still-clad leg, then kissed the blonde girl passionately, cupping her face in her hands.
 
Monica grinned and tugged her lover's dress off, then pressed her back against the wall. She slid a hand down between her legs and cupped her, pressing her palm against her lips. She made a slow circle against her, rubbing her lips against her clit. Leaning in she kissed Gabi again and again, finally sliding her tongue along into her mouth. She spiraled it around Gabi's as her hand moved, gently toying with her "I want to make you feel good. I need you." She moaned softly, then bit and tugged gently with her teeth at Gabi's full, soft lower lip. She breathed in Gabi's scent, inhaling deeply, catching the scent of her "You're so fucking beautiful." Her thumb brushed her lover's clit and slid away, one finger then gently probing, slipping out, slick, to trace around Gabi's clit. "You're so soft and sexy and amazing." she kisses along her neck, then bites, before kissing up to her ear. she traced her tongue along the ridges "i really want to eat your pussy."
 
Gabi let out a low moan as her girlfriend began to lovingly stroke her pussy. “I need you, baby. Fuck, I need you.” She entangled her fingers in Monica’s curled tresses as they kissed. “I’ve been wanting this all night. All day.”

“Don’t stop,” Gabi pleaded as Monica’s lips worked their way up her sensitive neck. “Mmm. Love your lips.” She grabbed onto the blonde girl’s hips, squeezing her tightly. “You want my pussy, baby? Is that what you want?”

Her hand reached around for Monica’s ass once more. She nodded her head in the direction of Monica’s bedroom. “Go in there and take just your pants and your jacket off, okay? Give me a minute.” Gabi nuzzled Monica’s nose and kissed her jawline.

The brunette walked across the room, wearing only black boots and fishnets, her curvy hips swaying. Glancing back and catching her girlfriend looking at her ass, Gabi smiled and made a shooing motion. “Go!”

After Monica had entered her bedroom, her roommate followed just a brief moment later carrying her phone and a Bluetooth speaker. “You look so sexy, querida. Just one sec.” She placed the speaker on Monica’s bureau and cued up her phone.

Gabi sashayed over to where Monica sat on the edge of the bed, then began removing the older girl’s lacy top as the music kicked in.

If you only pray on Sunday, could you come my way on Monday?
‘Cause I like to do things God doesn’t approve of if she saw us.

Gabi fondled Monica’s petite breasts as she undressed her, while kissing her lover’s shoulder and neck. She then stroked Monica’s chin and gently tilted it upward. “I want to sit on this beautiful face. Do you want that?”
 
Monica wriggled back, pulling Gabi with her. she laid on her back, then tugged Gabi up enough to get a thick dark nipple into her mouth. "You have such great boobs, Corazon" She tugged with her teeth, lashing with her tongue across each nipple in turn, sucking, tugging with her lips as her hands explored her lover's curves. She moaned, looking up at her "I do want you to sit on my face baby" She rubbed her legs together, wanting to just be naked and curled up. Her fingers ran along Gabi's round ass, dragging short nails over the skin then kneading firmly. She had to hold back, to remember Gabi wasn't made of steel. She wanted to just crush her lover against her, but her touches had to be measured a bit. "You're so soft and so sexy" she purred, then sucked harder, pulling Gabi's skin with her lips, moaning into the swell of her breast. Finally, she laid back, looking up at Gabi's face "scoot up baby. I want you to. I want you against my mouth. I want to taste you. I want to fuck you with my tongue."
 
The dark-haired girl’s nipples hardened in Monica’s mouth. “Fuuuck, that feels so good, sweetie,” Gabi said, pressing her girlfriend’s face against her ample chest. She helped Monica slide the rest of her top off, relieving a bit of the pressure on the older girl’s injured ribs and creating skin-to-skin contact between their bare, warm bodies. “You can suck on them all you want.”

Gabi closed her eyes, grinning contentedly as Monica’s mouth and hands stimulated her sensitive nipples. “This is sooo nice. Love your touch.” While Monica touched her ass, Gabi added, “you looked so hot in your costume tonight. You look so good in everything.”

The Latina played with Monica’s hair as the older girl filled her mouth with the light brown flesh of Gabi’s breasts. “Fuck,” Gabi said. “I love the way you talk to me.” The brunette crawled forward on the bed slowly now. At the same deliberate pace, she positioned herself to straddle Monica’s mouth.

Gabi’s soft, wet pussy was just out of reach of her lover’s lips. “Is this good?” the younger woman asked, looking down into Monica’s eyes.
 
Monica grinned and tugged her lover down a bit "there. better" she muttered. She sucked at each lip of her girlfriend's pussy, then lapped slowly at her to tease her, not really looking to build her up or get her off so much as squirm in anticipation. She kissed around her lips, dragged her tongue in the delve between her sex and her thigh, one side then the other. She blew softly across the lips, then sucked them again, teasing. She spread her girl's ass and kneaded it, then let her tongue brush softly over the tip of her clit, fluttering softly against it. She moaned softly, then sucked the swollen scrap of Gabi's clit into her mouth before reaching down between her own legs. She just stroked herself a little, avoiding her clit, just toying with her own lips and mons for the moment.
 
Gabi’s dark hair hung down, framing her lovely face as she looked down into Monica’s eyes. She let out a short, nervous giggle at first. “Mmm, this is nice, baby.” Soon, as Monica continued to tease her, Gabi began to blink, and a smile graced her full lips. “Ohh. Okay…”

The Latina gripped her right breast now and starting stroking it, tracing a fingernail around her own nipple and then sliding it between her fingers. “Baby…” As Monica began to lick her girlfriend’s clit, she could see Gabi’s legs shudder slightly. “Ohh…fuck.”

The dark-haired girl was playing with both of her large tits now, and Monica could see her bottom row of teeth digging into her top lip. “Ohh, yess. Right there, carino. Eat my pussy, baby.” As Monica moaned into her moist folds, Gabi’s head pitched back for a moment and she let out an agitated gasp. “Eat my clit.” The Latina’s right palm thrust out against the wall behind Monica’s bed as if she needed to steady herself. A low whine escaped her lips.
 
Monica slid her tongue away from Gabi's clit to tease into her, fucking her with it a little, twisting it, then slid it back out "yes dear" sucking on Gabi's clit again, locking her soft lips against it, brushing the tip of it over and over with her tongue. Her hand played against her own body, slipping fingers into herself then dragging them out to make tight circles, sliding over her lips and clit. She spread her legs, moaning as she fucked herself and at her roomate out. She kneaded Gabi's ass with one hand, staring up at her lover as she played with herself, finding the sight of Gabi toying with her own body so indescribably sexy. So primal. She flicked and fluttered her tongue against Gabi's clit, keeping the touches feather soft and rapid, using a steady rhythm.
 
Gabi whimpered as she sat her wet pussy on Monica’s face, brushing away some of her own dark hair and touching her forehead as she squirmed with ecstasy. Glancing back, the raven-haired girl saw her girlfriend fingering herself. “Fuck, touch that sweet little pussy for me, baby.” She gasped, her hand retreating from the wall and resting on her breast again. “Rub it for me. Get it ready for me, carino.” She moaned, biting her lip and again throwing her head back. “Get it nice and ready for me to eat it.”

Gabi began to rub the hood of her own pussy now, a look of desperation on her face. “Fuck! Yesss!” Her hands caressed her nipples again. From Monica’s perspective, her breasts looked even fuller than usual. She looked down into Monica’s eyes. “I’m going to cum. Fuck!” The Latina’s mouth fell open and she went completely silent, as if too overwhelmed by pleasure to even make a sound. Her hand reached down and grasped the top of Monica’s head with a strength that the older girl found surprising.

Then the floodgates were open. Gabi let out a low, resonant moan that transformed into a series of tortured gasps. “Ohhh fuck!” Her entire body reacted as she climaxed and looked down into Monica’s eyes.

“Oh, carino,” Gabi said, smiling once more. She began shifting positions so she could see her girlfriend rubbing her pussy. The Latina lay down beside her and began to graze Monica’s right nipple with her lips. “Are you getting ready for me?” Her tongue circled the nub of hard flesh. “Look at this teta. It’s fucking perfect.”

Gabi fit nearly all of Monica’s breast into her mouth now, alternating firm caresses with her tongue and sucking. At the same time, Gabi slid her hand down and started to coax Monica’s pussy lips, rubbing slowly and firmly against the delicate folds. “Let me see if you’re ready for me,” the brunette teased, pulling her hand back and licking the tips of her fingers. “Mmm, I think you are, baby. I need your pussy in my face.”
 
Monica laid back, watching her lover. she rubbed her own clit still, just putting on a little show for Gabi. She cupped a breast and moaned softly, thumbing her nipple, toying with it "I want you baby. I want you to fuck me and eat my pussy." She lifted her hips then settled, pulling her hand away, letting Gabi toy with her body uninhibited. She inhaled, then let out a long slow breath, staring down into the dark pools of Gabi's eyes "when did you get so confident" she grinned "I like it" then ran her fingers through her roomate's thick dark hair, wanting to touch her still as much as she could, to keep up that connection with her. She spread her legs a bit more, again just trying to invite further touches. "you're so fucking beautiful, Corazon. It's unfair."
 
“Yess, baby,” Gabi replied, mesmerized by Monica playing with herself. As the blonde-haired girl settled into position above her lover, Gabi returned the loving gaze. She smiled as the older girl remarked on her confidence.

“It’s easy when you know what you want,” she said, beginning to gently graze Monica’s inner thigh with her nose while her olive-hued hands kneaded Monica’s hips. “Such a gorgeous pussy.” The Latina’s humid lips began to kiss the area where the hem of her panties usually met her thigh. “You look sooo hot from down here, carino. Shift up a little bit.”

Gabi’s lips softly meshed with the folds of Monica’s pussy. “Fuuuck, it smells so good. Just want to eat you all night.” She slowly dragged her tongue the entire length of Monica’s opening, continuing to gently massage her hips. She repeated the action again, exhaling hot breaths as she did.

Gabi moaned, her hands finding Monica’s ass now. “You don’t have to work out and you have this ass--that’s unfair, carino,” she said, before giving her a playful swat on the rear and wetly sucking Monica’s pussy lips into her mouth. The white and black make-up from Gabi’s costume was beginning to come off on Monica’s thighs and crotch. Gabi looked like she was several hours into a full night of clubbing.

She shifted focus to Monica’s clit now, tongue circling and teasing it but not stimulating it directly. At the same time, her hands cupped and then rubbed her lover’s ass cheeks. Now the tip of the brunette’s tongue started to nudge and prod Monica’s nub.
 
Monica laughs as Gabi smears her makeup all over her thighs "we're gonna have to have a shower after this babe" she licks her lips, thinking she probably looks a fright down there, but god, the feel of Gabi's mouth against her, the look of lust in her eyes. It's all intoxicating. "Well the ass is alien genetics baby. I got it from my mother and she got it from whatever eugenics program.." she paused in the middle of her quip to gasp as Gabi hit her just riht with her tongue. She swallowed, then wrapped her hand in Gabi's hair, tugging her face in against her own pussy. Planting her feet, she lifted just a little bit, easily supporting herself just off the bed so Gabi could play with her ass while she devoured her. "mmm fuck." She closed her eyes, letting herself just feel her lover's amazing mouth against her. "you better not stop"
 
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