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Who Loses, Wins
Date: 3/1/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: LaChatte, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories
her body. Immediately, I was met by the sublime musk of her perfume, so familiar and yet, always so new and utterly intoxicating. Her fleshy vulva at eye level, I could see her desire welling up from deep inside her body, her lips swollen and pouting, the little birdie peeping out from its nest. God, I so wanted her, all of her right there, right now! A moment of pure anticipation, matched only by the state of my own pussy and the dull ache thudding in my heavy breasts. Celine grabbed at my head with both hands, desperate to push my mouth against her throbbing slit. God, but she tasted good: virginal and slutty, sweet and salty. Whoever wrote it, really knew pussy: ‘sugar and spice and all things nice’ little girls really are made of it! I made my tongue mini-cock hard and delved between her soaking lips, exploring as far as I could, lapping every last drop of her precious nectar, and making the little circles that every woman craves but never seems to ask for. A huge sigh of satisfaction escaped from Celine as she ground her hips against my face, pushing my tongue ever further into her now gaping hole. I found her sweet clitty; swollen, stiff, proud and rubbed lightly over it with my thumb. A teasing motion which underlined her impatience, bringing a throaty moan from her as her pussy muscles started tensing. Her hand found my own hunger. “You’re ssoooo wet,” as if she were shocked by it. “Get further on the bed, eat me, god, eat me and let me drink all of you”. She split ...