"Babe," she moaned as the blonde girl licked her wetness. "Faster..."
Brittany couldn't get enough of tasting Santana. She was just so delicious. She had a fiery personality, but she was sweet as sugar. It was all she ever wanted to eat again. Well, not eat Santana's flesh, but her sweet nectar in her womanhood.
"Come for me San," she murmured to her girlfriend. "Let me taste you."
It wasn't as if Santana could hang on any longer anyway, as she let herself release. Brittany was pleased, and grabbed a small glass she had sitting on the floor.
"Brit...Brit what are you doing?" Santana asked, as she looked up.
"I'm saving some of you for lunch tomorrow. It's all I want to eat now. I wonder how it would taste on ice cream?"
Santana laid back down with disbelief at her friend, but she was pleased.