Martha kept on like that, her voice soft but insistent, while Ann half-listened, her eyes returning again and again to the older woman’s hairy cunt. After a while, Ann responded to the stroking palms. She turned, allowing Martha to kiss her pouting lips. Ann tensed at the first electric contact, but Martha placed a hand behind her head, her moist lips closed on Ann’s, her tongue darting.
Ann moaned and surrendered, responding hotly, scalding her own slick tongue into Martha’s mouth. Ann trembled, moaned again, then threw her arms around the older woman, mashing their big tits together until a huge amount of tit-flesh bulged out between their bodies. Ann was reeling again with the fire building in her. She loved this woman!
“Ohhh, yes,” Martha sighed when they broke their deep kiss. “Now me, darling, please. I’m burning up. Do it to me! Make me cum!”
Ann awkwardly – but eagerly – began stroking and kissing Martha’s neck and tits. It didn’t take her long to become an expert. After all, she had only to do what she liked having done to her. She thrilled when Martha moaned and squirmed at having her big nipples sucked. Ann sucked them hard, reveling in the new experience, the new tastes and textures she felt on her lips and tongue. She switched juicily and noisily from tit to tit, massaging the older woman’s big, loose tits with obvious enthusiasm.
“Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm!” Martha whimpered as Ann’s lips went from her nipples to the wide under slopes of her tits, and then down to her white, quivering belly. She opened her thighs wide, giving Ann a preview of her hot cunt.
Ann slid off the couch and went on her knees before her friend. She was shaking with excitement as she studied Martha’s wide lipped, deep cunt. Martha’s pussy was wet and red, covered with short, curly hairs that let the skin show through, and the soft, sleek-looking pink lips in the center of that hair were opening up.
“It-it’s beautiful!” Ann whispered huskily.
The steamy odor of Martha’s hot, sopping cunt filled Ann’s nostrils.
Hesitantly, Ann brought one hand to Martha’s offered cunt. She knew what her own felt like, of course, but this was another woman’s! Slowly, the opened her hand, her thumb on one side of Martha’s cunt, her fingers on the other. And, just as slowly, she closed the fingers and thumb on that soft, fuzzy warmth, squeezing the plump, juicy cuntlips together, mashing them, rolling them, and making Martha shudder and whimper and mewl with intense pleasure.
“Kiss it, kiss it,” Martha moaned, hunching her squeezed-together cunt at Ann’s flushed, bright-eyed face.
Ann felt daring and lewd, and with those emotions there was also a sense of power. She was making Martha shiver and whine and beg.
Taking her hand away, Ann inched her face nearer to the woman’s gaping cuntlips, feeling the intense heat radiating from the center of that pink pussyhole.
“I-I don’t really know how to do this,” Ann whispered, licking her lips. She lifted her eyes to Martha’s strained, anxious face. “But I’m going to try my best!”
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