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They kissed messily, tongues fucking each other’s mouths while their hips moved in perfect rhythm. Lydia reached between them and slipped two fingers into Mila’s tight, dripping hole while continuing to grind their clits together. “Fuuuuck— Lydia— finger my cunt harder— oh shit— you’re stretching me so good— ahhh—!” Mila cried, head falling back. “You’re so fucking wet,” Lydia whimpered, pumping her fingers faster. “Such a nasty, horny lesbian whore for me.” Mila slid her hand down and thrust three fingers deep into Lydia’s pussy in return. “Take my fingers, you dirty slut— mmmph— your cunt is swallowing them— fuuuuck— grind on me while I fuck you—!”

She shivered, hips rolling against me in slow, needy circles. She pulled back suddenly, eyes dark and glassy. “I want to taste you now.” My breath caught. “Lena...” She kissed down my chest, slow, open-mouthed, leaving wet trails over my breasts, sucking each nipple until I was writhing. Then lower. Over my stomach. Nipping the soft skin just above my shorts. She hooked her fingers in the waistband, tugged them down along with my panties. Cool air hit my soaked pussy. I was dripping, thighs slick, clit swollen and throbbing.

On her laptop screen, two women were having passionate lesbian sex, one licking the other. I bit my lip hard. I didn’t know she was into girls. The sight of her touching herself like that made my own pussy throb instantly. I should have left. But I couldn’t move. Lynn’s fingers moved faster. She moaned louder, her hips lifting off the bed. “Fuck… yes…” she whispered. I slipped my hand into my shorts without thinking. I was already wet. I rubbed my clit slowly, watching her. My breath was shaky. I had fantasized about her so many times, but seeing her like this was something else.

“I just had the best lesbian sex of my life.” My mouth fell open. “Wait…what? Are you gay?” “I’m bi, babe. What’s there not to love about women?” She leaned back, counting on her fingers. “The ass? Soft, round, perfect to grab. The boobs? God, the way they bounce when she’s riding your face. The pussy? tastes like fucking heaven. But back to what I was saying…you should see the way this girl fucked my brains out.” She launched into it, voice dropping low and filthy.

Layla keeps getting louder with every thrust and I am not going to make her stop or quiet down. I want to hear her come undone for me. I put my hand in front of her body and flicked her clit hard. "Oh God! Oh God!" She cries out, driving her ass backwards to meet my hard thrust. I repeat the action, I almost cum immediately from the way her warm walls tighten around me. "What are you?" I lean forward to ask her. "D-daddy...oh..." She stutters, my hand are still toying with her clit while my cock is inside her, kissing her cervix with every thrust.

“It’s the same energy. Worship it. Tease it. Make her drip down your chin before you even put a finger inside.” She stood up gracefully, hooked her thumbs into her long skirt, and slid it down her thick thighs. Black lace panties followed, revealing her completely. Her pussy was smooth, puffy, and already glistening with arousal. My mouth watered. Elara sat on the edge of the velvet-covered table, spreading her legs wide. The crystal sphere sat beside her like a silent witness. “Come here,” she beckoned. “On your knees first.” I knelt between her thighs, staring at her wet folds. Her scent was intoxicating—sweet and musky.

She dexterously juggled my balls with her slender fingers, rubbed my shaft with long, sensuous strokes intermixed with quicker, harder hand-tugs, the silver bands on her thumbs flashing. My body quivered with delight, and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better than having my girlfriend’s mother jerk me off while my girl frolicked in a bikini in the blistering background, Leslie put my piece in her personal piece de resistance by seizing my prick at the base and tonguing my hood. ‘Yeah, suck my cock, Mrs Warren!’ I groaned, my knees buckling with the sexual weight of the well-aged brunette lashing at my bloated cock-top with her slippery tongue.

She uses to believe lesbians tends to seek for lustful things though their love looks sincere to each other. However, the truth she just finds out feels like a scene of fictional work. Thus, she responded in careful tone, "Seriously? Your woman is a gold. She doesn't take advantage of you willingly." Skyla flips her fringe and nods in agreement. "Yeah, I agree. As a lesbian, I often hear a case that mentioned female adults trying to rape young girls by certain chances. It's horrible to see that kind of situation," She specifies.

As she slowly rose, a small stream of cum ran down the insides of each thigh. "Time to get on the bed now, slut. Get your fuckin ass into the bedroom and onto the bed. Spread your fuckin' thighs, we wanna see that cum filled pussy of yours!" Les ordered as he grasped her wrist and assisted her from the floor. Without a word Helen sensually walked into the bedroom, her ass sashaying back and forth provocatively, she fell over onto the bed and on her back. She raised her legs and grasped the back of her knees with her hands and held her legs wide so that her male lovers could see the cum oozing from her pink lipped cunt.

"You're a woman. You know what you like. Try doing the same to me. If I like it, you can tell. If I don't respond, try something different." "Are you a lesbian or bi?" Melissa asked curiously. "A lesbian," Chloe smiled back. "No cock, other than strap-ons and vibrators, has ever made its way inside my cunt." "I never knew." "I know, but I've fancied you since I started working for you."