Novel & Cerita Glee Brittany And Santana Make Out

“No, you have to stay here and watch us.” It was as if the devil himself had cursed me when I turned around to find Brittany eagerly pleasuring Aiden, her mouth wrapped around his tip as she massaged his balls with her nimble fingers. His eyes stayed fixed on me, his expression is committed to pleasure. He moaned like a madman in ecstasy, every inch of him relishing the sensations Brittany was providing. My stomach dropped in shame and disgust; how could anyone be so risqué as if it’s nothing?

I hissed at him. The door swung open, and Brittany stood on the other side, complete with a red lingerie nightgown and sleep mask over her uncombed hair. "What the hell, Sierra?" Brittany snapped. "I have to be up by..." She stopped upon seeing Dante. "Sweet Lord above," she looked at me in worry. "Did you tell him about the chains? It was a joke!" "No," I sighed. "Your ex was checking your window just a few minutes ago." Brittany swore. "Again?!"

Brittany rolled her pretty green eyes, “Oh please, Liam. You're their star player, aren't you? You can skip practice anytime you want. They can't kick you out because they can't do without you.” “I know, but…” Liam made to protest. Brittany placed her long finger on Liam's mouth, “Shh. Why are you playing so hard to get?” She purred, tilted her head slightly to the side, “I like that about you but don't you think you're doing too much?” “Uh… okay.” “Good boy,” She bent down and crushed her lips on Liam's. Liam shoved his tongue down her throat, his hands gripping the frame of her ass, making her moan into his mouth. She tugged at Liam's hair, throwing her head back in pleasure as Liam's kiss

Layla had really primed her new BFF’s pump with her tongue. I began thrusting my cock into Brittany’s gushing cunt at an increasingly accelerated pace. I didn’t want to shoot too soon. But it wasn’t long before the orgasmic cries of Jack and Layla at the other end of the mattress took me to the point of no return. With a loud, involuntary grunt, I felt my stream of man-cream surrender itself to Brittany’s warm and willing snatch. Then a half minute later, our four bodies lay limp on the big bed, sapped by a couple hours’ worth of vigorous carnal exertion.

Brittany said and Gina smiled. "Friends ? " She asked and extended her hand for a handshake. "No , sisters " Brittany said and hugged her , Gina hugged her back. " I am sorry for being a jerk to you , you are so sweet and kind " Gina said and tighteb the hug. "It's okay, it's all in the past now " Brittany mumbled. < DYLAN'S PENTHOUSE > Dylan and sage were in the living room watching TV together when sage phone suddenly vibrated. She picked it up and her mouth opened in shock.

She looked at us and smiled, “What? No hanky-panky this morning? I was listening so intently for someone to start stirring the spaghetti.” I shook my head at her, “Gross.” Taran looks at her, then at me. Confused, he asks, “What does she mean?” I let out a sigh, “Brittany thinks sex sounds the same as stirring noodles….” “It does! You can’t deny that.” Brittany says in defense. Taran still looks confused. I turn towards him, “Brit is upset she didn’t hear us having sex.” “Why would she want to hear it?” He asks.

Zanye pulls down my shirt as Quentin storms over in a thong covered in whipped cream. “What is that?” Zayne asks. “Maija, cover your eyes. Yo, are you trying to blind my woman?” I can't stop myself from laughing as Quentin dashes behind the countertop to hide. “Me and San… Ummm, I wanted a late-night snack.” Oh, so he and Santana must be having some late-night fun, and she is probably embarrassed and hiding. I giggle at the thought but pretend I didn’t hear him call her name. “If you wanted a snack, why is it on your….”

After few moments of awkward silence, Aeliana muttered, "So... I guess we're on good terms, then?" Shrugging, Brittany replied, "I guess so," she smiled. "Thank you for... forgiving me," she mumbled with evident difficulty. "Don't mention it," Aeliana said, as they both stood up from their seats. "I should get going," Brittany said, flipping her hair back. Aeliana chuckled, noticing the sassy gestures and comments made by the girl could never be erased. "See you around then," Aeliana's lips tugged into a smile.

Sanatana arched a brow at her wife. Chloe flushed and glared at her wife. "Are you two ever going to let me live that down. How was I supposed to know that the guy was gay." "By not claiming to be expert in this kind of thing," Santana mocked with a smile. Chloe reached out and snatched the sun screen from her hand. "We are done," she muttered in annoyance and then turned away from her wife. Santana rolled her eyes before leaning down to pacify her wife which lead them to kissing and making outside. Kathleen did her best not to stare at her friends in envy.

, She muttered under her breath, loud enough so I heard before she walked out, her boots clicking. Fucking finally. Less than ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door and I opened it to the sight of Brian looking flushed and relieved. “Oh jeez, Brittany just left the house. My guess? Parties again or whatever she does with other men that she thinks I don't know aboutㅡ” he rambled. He was so cute. “Come in.” I pulled him in, the door barely slamming shut before I pressed my lips to his, pinning him against the wall.