she bounced against Emma’s thrusting - and then she tilted her head up, and Sue dropped down. Kayla began licking in earnest.
“ Who’s the fucking lesbian now?” Lydia said triumphantly.
Kayla just moaned happily as she licked and bounced.
Julie looked at her, questioning. “You mean you two aren’t…?”
“Maybe a little bit,” Lydia admitted , smiling over at Emma.
“Wow,” Julie said, looking down to watch Kayla lick and suck on Sue’s clit. “Then I guess you’re the only ones in the neighborhood with a working relationship.” She gave a self-deprecating laugh.
“Well, Kayla’s going to need somebody to keep her in check…” Lydia suggested.
Julie seemed intrigued, and she waited until Sue arched back and silently came to orgasm.
Flushed red, Sue politely dismounted from Kayla’s face and moved to the edge of t he bed, a deep look of satisfaction on her face. At Julie’s behest, she took over holding-Kayla-down duty.
Julie climbed on the bed and sat on Kayla’s face.
It was impossible to tell how many times the model had gotten off; she seemed to be in a continual state of arousal. Her body had clenched with apparent orgasm three times already. Emma slid out of her and backed off, exhausted from the strenuous effort.
“Let go of her arms,” Julie said, and the other women complied.
Suddenly freed, save for the redhead’s sex in her face, Kayla stretched… considered her position… and then reached up to grip Julie’s ass, bringing her down.
“Ah, sweet revenge,” Julie breathed, closing her eyes to let the pleasure of her tormentor’s submissive tongue flow through her.
After dressing in the corner, Sue made a few sheepish smiles and pleasantries, and slipped out of the room.
“Don’t worry, you two, I’ll take care of this,” Julie said, grinding her pussy into Kayla’s face. The blonde moaned and licked more enthusiastically.
“Yeah, let’s get out of here,” Lydia whispered. “Kayla is one fucked up chick…”
Both of them naked, Lydia led her into the smaller bedroom across the hall and closed the door. She threw their piled clothes on the floor.
“Are you alright?” Emma asked , concerned.
“Me? I’ve been through weirder shit than that. I’m more concerned about you.”
They held each other close and kissed deeply.
“I’m fine,” Emma told her best friend. “Really. It was fun, fucking you.”
Lydia nodded, smiling her and kissing her again. “We should definitely get toys like that.”
Pulling her backwards, Emma tumbled the two of them onto the bed. “ That sounds like an investment…”
The brunette kissed up her neck and nibbled on her ear. “ I am thinking long-term…”
Their long friendship, emotional closeness, and recent intimacy seemed to hit Emma all at once. “I’m in love with you…” she blurted.
Lydia smiled. “Me too. I mean, I love you, too.”
“You don’t think we’re rushing this?” Emma asked, nervous, but excited.
The brunette shook her head. “My favorite place in the whole world is right here… and my favorite position in the whole world…” She turned around, sliding into a sixty-nine.
Laughing, Emma pulled her - girlfriend’s? - puffy and aroused sex toward her face. They would have to have that conversation later… she sank into familiar pussy, licking deep folds and drinking in flavor. Down her body, she could feel Lydia’s large breasts pressed against her lower tummy, and a warm tongue sliding against her, sending shivers of pleasure up her body.
Already enormously turned on, it didn’t take long for their eager tong ues to bring them both toward orgasm. Emma had never felt anything quite like it; a massive crackling nervous and painful and fiery and wonderful bliss filled her body, mixing with the rush from their shared admission of love.
That emotion made it the best orgasm of her life, knowing that she was in love with her best friend, in love with a woman - and, now opened up
“ Who’s the fucking lesbian now?” Lydia said triumphantly.
Kayla just moaned happily as she licked and bounced.
Julie looked at her, questioning. “You mean you two aren’t…?”
“Maybe a little bit,” Lydia admitted , smiling over at Emma.
“Wow,” Julie said, looking down to watch Kayla lick and suck on Sue’s clit. “Then I guess you’re the only ones in the neighborhood with a working relationship.” She gave a self-deprecating laugh.
“Well, Kayla’s going to need somebody to keep her in check…” Lydia suggested.
Julie seemed intrigued, and she waited until Sue arched back and silently came to orgasm.
Flushed red, Sue politely dismounted from Kayla’s face and moved to the edge of t he bed, a deep look of satisfaction on her face. At Julie’s behest, she took over holding-Kayla-down duty.
Julie climbed on the bed and sat on Kayla’s face.
It was impossible to tell how many times the model had gotten off; she seemed to be in a continual state of arousal. Her body had clenched with apparent orgasm three times already. Emma slid out of her and backed off, exhausted from the strenuous effort.
“Let go of her arms,” Julie said, and the other women complied.
Suddenly freed, save for the redhead’s sex in her face, Kayla stretched… considered her position… and then reached up to grip Julie’s ass, bringing her down.
“Ah, sweet revenge,” Julie breathed, closing her eyes to let the pleasure of her tormentor’s submissive tongue flow through her.
After dressing in the corner, Sue made a few sheepish smiles and pleasantries, and slipped out of the room.
“Don’t worry, you two, I’ll take care of this,” Julie said, grinding her pussy into Kayla’s face. The blonde moaned and licked more enthusiastically.
“Yeah, let’s get out of here,” Lydia whispered. “Kayla is one fucked up chick…”
Both of them naked, Lydia led her into the smaller bedroom across the hall and closed the door. She threw their piled clothes on the floor.
“Are you alright?” Emma asked , concerned.
“Me? I’ve been through weirder shit than that. I’m more concerned about you.”
They held each other close and kissed deeply.
“I’m fine,” Emma told her best friend. “Really. It was fun, fucking you.”
Lydia nodded, smiling her and kissing her again. “We should definitely get toys like that.”
Pulling her backwards, Emma tumbled the two of them onto the bed. “ That sounds like an investment…”
The brunette kissed up her neck and nibbled on her ear. “ I am thinking long-term…”
Their long friendship, emotional closeness, and recent intimacy seemed to hit Emma all at once. “I’m in love with you…” she blurted.
Lydia smiled. “Me too. I mean, I love you, too.”
“You don’t think we’re rushing this?” Emma asked, nervous, but excited.
The brunette shook her head. “My favorite place in the whole world is right here… and my favorite position in the whole world…” She turned around, sliding into a sixty-nine.
Laughing, Emma pulled her - girlfriend’s? - puffy and aroused sex toward her face. They would have to have that conversation later… she sank into familiar pussy, licking deep folds and drinking in flavor. Down her body, she could feel Lydia’s large breasts pressed against her lower tummy, and a warm tongue sliding against her, sending shivers of pleasure up her body.
Already enormously turned on, it didn’t take long for their eager tong ues to bring them both toward orgasm. Emma had never felt anything quite like it; a massive crackling nervous and painful and fiery and wonderful bliss filled her body, mixing with the rush from their shared admission of love.
That emotion made it the best orgasm of her life, knowing that she was in love with her best friend, in love with a woman - and, now opened up
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