She looked at Ann. The sexy young widow had hardly waited for her son to leave before sliding her ass closer to Martha’s on the couch.
“Are you as horny as I am?” Ann asked, cupping one of Martha’s heavy tits.
“Aren’t you worried that Bob might get up?”
“Not him,” Ann said. “God, my cunt’s on fire!”
“Listen, why don’t we finger-fuck each other without getting undressed? Just sit here, looking innocent, with our hands under our skirts?”
CHAPTER FIVE
“Lift up,” Ann said, kneeling in front of the older woman. “Let me pull your panties down.”
Martha lifted her ass, and Ann grabbed the panties and drew them from her friend’s shapely legs. Martha parted her thighs.
“I guess just one little, quick kiss won’t hurt,” Martha murmured, and placed her hands on the back of Ann’s head.
“Mmmmmm,” Ann sighed, pressing her lips and nose into the scented heat of Martha’s cunt.
“Ahhhh-h-h-h-h!” Martha groaned, lilting up and grinding her soaked cunt into Ann’s face.
Ann lapped a little, then forced herself to stop. “I-I think this is going to be too noisy,” she said, pulling her panties down and sitting next to her friend. “I love eating your delicious pussy, dear, but I forgot how much you love it. It’s hard to keep quiet, isn’t it?”
“Ohh, Ann! My cunt’s really aching now. You shouldn’t have started something you can’t finish.”
“Oh, we’ll finish!” Ann said eagerly. “Just like you said, we’ll finger-fuck each other.”
“But what about our moans? I try, but I just can’t keep quiet when I cum.”
“We’ll kiss, dear, that’s all. We’ll kiss while we’re cumming and moan into each other’s mouths. Or would you prefer muffling your moans with my big tits?”
Ten minutes later, when both women were on the verge of cumming, they glued their open, panting mouths together and heaved and hunched and wriggled their asses is almost complete silence. It was so good that they began again in a few minutes, this time exposing their big white tits as they grew confident that Bob wouldn’t surprise them.
Martha latched onto one of Ann’s thrusting tits, loving the warmth and softness. She squeezed the spongy tit and steered a big nipple into her hot mouth. Ann moaned and reached for Martha’s heavy tits. She stared hungrily at the woman’s exposed cunt. It was beautiful. A beautiful, glowing pink, sparkling with pussyjuice. She trailed her fingers over the cuntlips, and Martha groaned and hunched. Her clit was a dark pink and big, but she couldn’t begin to compete with Ann’s oversized clit.
“Oooooh, it’s so beautiful!” Ann sighed, circling the straining clit.
“Umm! Umm!” Martha grunted. “Touch it, rub it, dear. If I can’t feel your tongue, at least play with it!”
Martha’s melon-shaped tits wobbled as Ann’s free hand moved from one tit to the other. Her full, pursed lips sucked one fat nipple until it almost hurt, and then she switched to the other. And the fingers of her other hand were in the pouting, drooling mouth of her friend’s hot cunt, stirring the plump pussylips and petting Martha’s bulging clit.
She caught the clit and pulled gently. Martha gasped and flopped frantically. Ann’s huge white tits slapped together, making the young mother hotter than ever. Half-insane with lust, she grabbed the soft, fleshy cheeks of Martha’s creamy ass and dragged them apart, then bent to examine what she had exposed.
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