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activity, her mind had found an inner tranquility, a place of peace where it basked in pure happiness. Suddenly Myra saw herself take control, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around Sana's wide hips. They pivoted and tumbled back into the tiny cot.
At this moment both of them started losing themselves, Myra on her back, her breasts flattening out and lolling sideways, Sana on top, gorging herself upon the luscious orbs. After awhile of allowing herself to be suckled and nibbled on, Myra suddenly pushed herself and in a move not unlike that of a practiced wrestler came up on top of Sana, who squealed in surprise and delight. Myra slid down the bigger girl’s body until her lips found what they had been seeking. She wrapped them around her pray and took the slave’s smaller black breast in her mouth and sucked hard, as hard as she could. Sana gasped and looked down and watched as Myra took the orb into her mouth, all of it, until teeth found her chest, tongue washing over and around the nipples and the nubbin of a breast.
Not relinquishing her mouth's prize, Myra allowed her mound to seek out and find Sana's, one knee on each side as she straddled the beautiful woman. They both started grinding and gyrating their bellies and mounds together, a belly dance of raw emotion, sweat trailing down between their breasts, dripping, drenching the bedsheets. And then Myra sensed Sana's body tense as she prepared to delve into a mind-bending orgasm.
"I'll put my mouth on you, Sana, down there…," it was a statement, not a question.
"Oh, milady, oh..." she nodded weekly, surprised, all of a sudden surrendering, accepting the younger woman’s lead, her firsts tight, knuckles digging into the small bed's covers wet with their sweat.
Myra lifted herself slightly as she slid her hand down between their tummies. She kept looking up, her eyes fixed on the African woman's stare, both of them panting for air. As she reached the other woman's pubic hair she was surprised at its satin silkiness. Myra almost felt catatonic, the closeness, the ultimate nakedness, the forbidden fruit — almost too much, the emotions overwhelming her young mind. She saw Sana's eyes widen even more.
Then she allowed her mouth to follow the wanton beacon of the woman's love lubricant, a delightfully musky aroma sending bolts of ecstasy through to her brain.
Her lips found Sana's labia gently open, the skin of her pussy naked and soft. She was surprised by its smoothness, she ran her hands along the woman's inner thighs, caressing, feeling them. The large muscular thighs with the tendons barely stretched felt beautifully flawless under her palms and fingers.
Myra wanted to be cautious, afraid to inexpertly ruin a delectable moment that she wanted to last forever. Sana groaned and started noticeably shaking, so Myra took that as an encouragement and ran her lips and tongue up and down her labia. Then she unfolded the inner lips and delved all the way and inside her, her tongue surrounded by the muscular pussy walls.
"Oh in the name of the gods, milady, yes, yes, oh…" Myra loved the sensation of the delectable juices streaming down her face as her tongue thrust in and out.
"Make me come, milady… Please… Arggghhh…" Sana begged, her voice breathless.
Myra wasn't sure what she ought to do but her body commanded her as if of its own accord and as she slid her face back down, her lips unsheathed the little bead of the woman's clit. She touched it with her lips, then ran her tongue across, then she sucked it all in, scrapping her teeth across it.
That was when an exquisite contortion spasmed through Sana’s body, slamming her into one orgasm after another.
Sana was breathless and Myra wiggled up to her, kissing her full on the lips, holding her, idly stroking her engorged nipples.
"Milady?" asked Sana. "I really would want to do the same for you... Please?"
Myra smiled and nodded gently. Sana rolled her onto the side and delicately caressed her
At this moment both of them started losing themselves, Myra on her back, her breasts flattening out and lolling sideways, Sana on top, gorging herself upon the luscious orbs. After awhile of allowing herself to be suckled and nibbled on, Myra suddenly pushed herself and in a move not unlike that of a practiced wrestler came up on top of Sana, who squealed in surprise and delight. Myra slid down the bigger girl’s body until her lips found what they had been seeking. She wrapped them around her pray and took the slave’s smaller black breast in her mouth and sucked hard, as hard as she could. Sana gasped and looked down and watched as Myra took the orb into her mouth, all of it, until teeth found her chest, tongue washing over and around the nipples and the nubbin of a breast.
Not relinquishing her mouth's prize, Myra allowed her mound to seek out and find Sana's, one knee on each side as she straddled the beautiful woman. They both started grinding and gyrating their bellies and mounds together, a belly dance of raw emotion, sweat trailing down between their breasts, dripping, drenching the bedsheets. And then Myra sensed Sana's body tense as she prepared to delve into a mind-bending orgasm.
"I'll put my mouth on you, Sana, down there…," it was a statement, not a question.
"Oh, milady, oh..." she nodded weekly, surprised, all of a sudden surrendering, accepting the younger woman’s lead, her firsts tight, knuckles digging into the small bed's covers wet with their sweat.
Myra lifted herself slightly as she slid her hand down between their tummies. She kept looking up, her eyes fixed on the African woman's stare, both of them panting for air. As she reached the other woman's pubic hair she was surprised at its satin silkiness. Myra almost felt catatonic, the closeness, the ultimate nakedness, the forbidden fruit — almost too much, the emotions overwhelming her young mind. She saw Sana's eyes widen even more.
Then she allowed her mouth to follow the wanton beacon of the woman's love lubricant, a delightfully musky aroma sending bolts of ecstasy through to her brain.
Her lips found Sana's labia gently open, the skin of her pussy naked and soft. She was surprised by its smoothness, she ran her hands along the woman's inner thighs, caressing, feeling them. The large muscular thighs with the tendons barely stretched felt beautifully flawless under her palms and fingers.
Myra wanted to be cautious, afraid to inexpertly ruin a delectable moment that she wanted to last forever. Sana groaned and started noticeably shaking, so Myra took that as an encouragement and ran her lips and tongue up and down her labia. Then she unfolded the inner lips and delved all the way and inside her, her tongue surrounded by the muscular pussy walls.
"Oh in the name of the gods, milady, yes, yes, oh…" Myra loved the sensation of the delectable juices streaming down her face as her tongue thrust in and out.
"Make me come, milady… Please… Arggghhh…" Sana begged, her voice breathless.
Myra wasn't sure what she ought to do but her body commanded her as if of its own accord and as she slid her face back down, her lips unsheathed the little bead of the woman's clit. She touched it with her lips, then ran her tongue across, then she sucked it all in, scrapping her teeth across it.
That was when an exquisite contortion spasmed through Sana’s body, slamming her into one orgasm after another.
Sana was breathless and Myra wiggled up to her, kissing her full on the lips, holding her, idly stroking her engorged nipples.
"Milady?" asked Sana. "I really would want to do the same for you... Please?"
Myra smiled and nodded gently. Sana rolled her onto the side and delicately caressed her
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