Women Scissoring Gif Novels & Stories

”I look like a zombie “She laughed twisting her waist . She check her phone but was disappointed seeing no message from Dylan .She walked to the bathroom dragging herself . “Hey you busy ?”Her manager ,Susan asked peeping in . “Not really .Just scrolling through social media .Dylan have been ignoring me “Rissa replied. Susan signed and sat on the bed beside hers .Yeah ,Susan also understands sign language . One of the reason why they got along pretty quick.She and Rissa are really close and Riss takes her as a best friend telling her about a lot of things .

She threw her own leg over Gigi’s hip, locking their bodies together. They began to trib, scissoring their bodies as they rubbed their wet pussies directly against each other. The friction of their swollen clits grinding together made a wet, squelching sound that echoed through the room. "Oh god, Zavia... you're so fucking hot," Gigi whimpered, her hands clawing at Zavia's bare shoulders as their wet skin slid together. "Grind me harder. Yes, right there!" "I want to make you scream louder than he did," Zavia growled, shifting her weight to rub her dripping pussy-lips directly against Gigi's highly sensitive opening.

They began to scissor slowly at first…grinding their wet cunts against each other, clit rubbing directly on clit. “Ohhh yes…” Chinwe moaned, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. “Your pussy feels so good against mine, Ngozi.” Ngozi gasped, rolling her hips harder. “Mmmhh… fuck, Chinwe… grind on me… ahhh!” Their moans grew louder as they picked up speed. Their thick, juicy asses flexed while their slippery pussies slid and rubbed together, making wet, squelching sounds. Juices mixed and smeared across their thighs and mounds. Their heavy breasts bounced with every movement as they held onto each other’s legs for leverage.

It’s fun, pleasurable to see and watch people fuck the living daylights out of them. “Fuck, I want to be part of them,” I said as I rubbed my clit vigorously to the moans of the women scissoring each other. I had her newest scene playing on my laptop, volume low but loud enough for me to hear every moan. Nicole was on her back, legs spread wide, while some lucky bitch buried her face between her thighs. The camera caught every detail… the way her tits bounced with each breath, the way her back arched, the way she bit her lip and whimpered, “Fuck… right there…”

Mia breathed, surprised and relieved at the same time. "Let go," the lady seethed. Shawn's grip on the lady's wrist tightened. "Apologize," he commanded, voice firm. The lady's defiance wavered beneath Shawn's authoritative tone. "Sorry," she muttered. Shawn didn’t release her, his eyes still locked on hers. "Like you mean it." Her eyes flashed, but she added, "I'm sorry. It was my fault." Mia nodded, accepting. Shawn released her hand. “Now pick up the papers you scattered on the floor.”

I did the same to her, my fingers slipping through her folds, gathering the slickness there, circling her clit with light pressure. We stayed like that for a long time, touching and kissing, occasionally sliding a finger or two inside each other just to feel the soft heat and the way the other woman’s breath would catch. Eventually the touches grew more purposeful again. She rolled onto her back and pulled me over her so that our legs scissored together, our centers pressed close. We ground against each other slowly at first, then with more urgency as the friction built. The wet sounds of our bodies moving together filled the room. Her hands gripped my ass, pulling me tighter against her. Mi

"Birthday girl, I dare you to lie back and let every single one of us edge you with just our hands, five minutes each, and you're not allowed to come until the very last person says so." Scarlett collapsed into the blanket nest, her legs already spreading on instinct. They stripped her shorts and panties completely off this time. Alice went first. One finger traced feather-light circles around her clit, never quite touching, cooing the whole time. "Such a perfect little pussy… look how it flutters when I get close… good girl, stay still for me." Lucy was next. She spread Scarlett open with both thumbs, blowing cool air over her clit until Scarlett sobbed, then sliding two fingers in to the f

As she spoke, a service crew quickly brought the scissors and handed them to Kisa, and instantly everyone fell silent and looked at her in puzzlement. Gilbert frowned and stared at her for a moment. Sometimes, even he could not figure out what was going on in this woman's mind. Kisa took off her shawl. In front of the crowd's puzzled eyes, she took the scissors and slowly cut the garter fabric from the armpits along the waistline. Then she covered her chest with one hand and lifted the fabric from her back with the other. She slowly turned around and let her entire back show to the crowd. At once, everyone gasped when they saw large burn marks on her back. Those ugly scars were in stark cont

The feeling was electric, wet, warm, and intimate. “This is called scissoring,” she said softly, of course I knew what scissoring was i was just lost in the high to respond to he. “Just move with me.” She started grinding slowly against me. Our clits rubbed together, sending sparks through my body. I moaned softly, my hands holding her thigh. “Ughh… Lynn… this feels so good,” I whispered. She smiled and moved her hips a little faster, rubbing her wet pussy against mine. The slick sounds of our bodies meeting filled the room. I started moving with her, grinding back, chasing the pleasure.

The other woman on Trishia's left also butted in. The fat woman's smile widened as she got something from behind her. Then she showed it to Trishia. It was a huge scissor. The fat woman was acting like she was cutting something in the air. "Yahooo!" The two women who were grabbing Trishia's arms cheered cheerfully at the fat woman. Seeing the big scissor in the fat woman's hand, Trishia was petrified. They had a weapon and she had nothing.