<b>Kayla - Living Room</b><br/><br/>Kayla had hardly had the time to glance over at Karla, covered in bruises as Juli referenced but it wasn't like she really wanted to divert her eyes from the glorious sights of Juli's rear. The idea of being the presidents 'little' floated around in her mind lazily as she let herself marvel in the view before her eyes. It was a delightful thought, but she knew better than to get too wrapped up in the thought of wanting something she wasn't promised. She could become particularly petulant when she didn't get something she wanted.<br/><br/>Juli's hands pressed softly to her stomach and Kayla couldn't stop herself from letting out a soft moan. It was pathetic. She was far more versed in sexual encounters than most and yet one touch on a part of her body that was hardly considered erogenous and she was whimpering like a virgin.<br/>She collected herself together again as fast as she could, but before she could really pull her shit together, Juli was sinking down onto the dildo, her little ass smothering over Kayla's face and the young tattooed woman loving every second of being suffocated by it.<br/><br/>Juli moaned out something, something about holes before she said there would be a treat soon and to start fucking. Kayla didn't need to be told twice. She pushed her neck out, driving her face as hard into her old friend's entrance roughly. She pulled back, just to push in again - fucking Juli as hard as she could. But it wouldn't be enough. Even if the feeling of Juli pinching and twisting on her pierced nipples felt glorious, she knew it was supposed to be spurring her on to work harder.<br/><br/>Juli's pace slowed for a moment, like she was getting into the groove and enjoying the moment rather than going for broke. By now her juices were tricking into the dildo at a steady pace, leaving Kayla entranced and lapping it up, wondering how her friend could taste so sweet and cursing herself for not taking a bite of that cherry all those years ago.<br/><br/>Lexi's voice rang out from a couple of spaced away. That seemed to snap something in Juli and suddenly the race was on. There was no more 'enjoying' it was time to finish.<br/>Kayla's arms reached around Juli's thighs, taking a tight hold of her. She bit down hard on the gag and jutted out her lower jaw so the fake cock would angle backwards and push into Juli's sweet spot - or at least where Kayla assumed it to be, even for someone experienced, this was a first. She ground her face hard and deeper into her friend, fully cutting off her air supply and almost giving a new meaning to brown nosing (though there was most certainly nothing dirty about the goddess that was riding her face in that moment, or at least not in a bad way).<br/><br/>After a a bit more friction, Juli's body tensed and she whined out her completion before a small flood flowed through the dildo, Kayla was sighing with pleasure, her thighs quivering from the stimulation Juli had exerted between her legs.<br/>Not even a second of enjoying the flood before all the pressure was pulled up from her body and suddenly light flooded her eyes once more. The harness was ripped away from her face, Kayla coughing a little from the suddenly free breathing. But that was all short lived as Juli's sopping pussy was replaced over Kayla's mouth, the president musing playfully that they could now truly get to know one another again.<br/>Kayla smiled into her friends entrance for a moment, knowing now it wasn't about the race and instead she could take her time. Her mouth opening and dragged her tongue over the sweet tastes of her friend, once again looping her arms around Juli's thighs, though this time running over the skin softly, drawing playful patterns on her skin and reaching up her small body to feel her stomach and breasts. She lapped over her entrance again and again, suckling at her clit before lapping again.