Steamy Diaries
Mary's own breasts, smaller but pert, bounced free as she pulled her top over her head.
They continued to touch themselves, their eyes locked on each other's bodies, drinking in every curve and dip. Nora's fingers plunged into her wetness, her thumb circling her clit. Mary mirrored her actions, two fingers pumping in and out of her slick pussy, her other hand kneading her breast.
"Oh god, Mary," Nora panted, "You're so fucking sexy. I want to taste you."
Mary's heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, but she nodded eagerly. Nora crawled towards her on the couch, her intention clear. She settled between Mary's spread thighs, her breath hot against Mary's soaked folds.