1. Craft Lessons Lead To Lesbian Encounters


    Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Lesbian Sex, Taboo, Author: kezza6969, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    pouting pussy. Her tongue travelled along the length of my gash, ploughed through the parted puffy petals of my flesh, burrowed into the aperture of my cunt. Lips brushed over my clitoris, her mouth sucked on it like a small nipple while her tongue strummed up and down and over my tiny bud. Nerve endings throughout my whole body were on fire. My body involuntarily humped up at her face. My next orgasm came fast. The climax was sensational. Waves of exquisite pleasure washed over me. From my curved toes to my hard aching nipples I felt this climax. Wow did this woman have touch. I lay unmoving, completely satiated. Liz watched me along the length of my body, her face one large smile, her mouth wet and shiny with my juice. I reached for her with my hands, drew her body along mine, had her kneel over my head, her pussy just above my face. I looked at Liz’s pussy with interest, and lust. Her blond pubic hair was very sparse, with only a few white hairs on either side of her mound. Her brown labia were swollen fat. Her inner flesh was richly pink, the entrance to her love tunnel gaped open, tendrils of clear mucus threaded along her slit, juicy droplets of fluid s**ttered like beads inside her. Above all else I gazed in wonder at the size of her clit. It stood out hard and long, brightly pink, comparable in size to the first joint of my pinkie. Simply stunning! I reached my hands up around her body, drew her snatch down to my mouth. Her succulent aroma filled my nostrils. My ...
    tongue speared into her love hole. Liz’s body jolted. I laved my tongue through her gash, sopped up the tendrils and beads of moisture. Liz’s reactions were visible to me as I glanced upwards. Her face contorted in pleasure. Her hands gripped her nipples in self-stimulation. She rocked and mashed her gash over my face. Liz’s thighs against the side of my head provided first hint of her impending orgasm. The muscles began to quiver and jump. Her grind on my mouth and tongue slowed but intensified. Colour flushed through her love lips. Her love bud, under my tongue, hardened even more. Liz rocked herself on my mouth. Keening sounds came from her throat. She climaxed. Moisture streamed from her gash into my mouth. I felt wonderful at my achievement, wondrous at my power. We lay together in tight embrace, cooling off under the fan. Eventually we both slept. In fact we both slept in, so had no time then for any further progress in our newfound physical relationship. My day was full giving craft lessons. I arrived home late in the afternoon, this time carrying gifts of two bottles of champagne and a bunch of flowers. The latter was most appreciated by Liz. I noticed that the cotton shift had been discarded for bare skin. She suggested I might like to do the same. Liz poured our first glass of champers while I shed my clothes. I joined her under the back patio. The lounge chairs, instead of being side by side, now faced each other. Liz said the new arrangement made it easier for us to ...
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