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Byron Bay Seduction

Date: 10/29/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Lesbian Sex, Author: scoober, Rating: , Source: xHamster

had strong, tanned feet, French manicured with silver ankle chain. Her pussy had tingled all through lunch and Bec found her thoughts turning to secret desires she had long harboured but never acted on. Could she? Would she? The wine and warm air had her feeling tipsy, free. The feel of Sandrine’s foot occasionally sliding softly up her calf had Bec’s senses in overdrive. Was she being seduced? God she hoped so. She had the night off in between gigs, a rare tour to Byron to play for a large corporate function. Three days to relax and only one to work. She’d enjoyed the shopping, the first true time to herself in longer than she could remember. She was enjoying too the way Sandrine’s eyes roamed her body, freely, more boldly as the lunch wore on. When Sandrine’s foot had slipped up the inside of her calf, and higher, tickling at the inside of her knee, Bec had asked outright: “Are you trying to seduce me?” “Hmmm, I think so. Is it working?” Sandrine had replied, a devilish look in her eyes. Bec had smiled, taken aback at the bold admission but intrigued. Sandrine’s hand on hers had been warm, sensual. “Let’s go see what that sarong looks like on you. My place is just around the corner.” There had been no room to resist, just a simple statement. Bec’s heart raced as she paid the bill and slipped out into the bright sunshine. Her nipples were hard, almost painful as they pressed against the material of her bra and shirt. And her pussy. God, she could feel the wetness pooling ... already. What was she doing? Sandrine’s apartment, more a small cabin by the beach, had been exactly what she expected. A kaleidoscope of trinkets, surf boards, spiritual odds and ends … all slightly messy but appealing at the same time. She’d slipped into the bathroom to change, noticing Sandrine’s smile as she did so. “I’ll open more wine,” she called as Bec began to change. The sarong was amazing, figure hugging, tasseled edges. She had been adjusting it in the mirror when Sandrine has slipped behind her silently, arms wrapping around her waist. “Looks divine babe,” she purred into Bec’s ear, the warm air and soft vibration sending a shock of desire through Bec. She had turned to face Sandrine when the beauty pushed her back against the wall, mouth locking hungrily to hers, lips parting. Now Bec found herself succumbing to the kiss, her hands roaming Sandrine’s body in reply. What was she doing? She should stop, but could she? The passion flowing within her was almost overwhelming. Sandrine’s aura was flooding Bec’s aura, a sensual, spiritual embrace that went deeper than mere physical desire. Bec found herself surrendering, following willingly when Sandrine took her by the hand and led her to the sun-filled bedroom, the ocean an intense blue through the big double doors that opened onto the verandah and beach beyond. The sea’s scent and pounding waves filled Bec with a strange comfort. She could. She would. This woman would be hers, a fantasy in the flesh she would surrender ...