"Now, how about returning the favor," whispers Britney, dragging her cute white panties off her legs and tossing them away casually. Her privates now covered only by her skirt, Britney straddles your naked chest. Although you can't see it, you feel the wetness of her pussy and the fine soft fur surrounding it, as Britney grinds it against your chest. You both gasp when her pussy touches your nipple.
The sexual tension of the last thirty minutes must have been too much for Britney. She raises the hem of her skirt, affording you a quick glimpse at her beautiful pussy with glistening beads of moisture in her blonde pubic hair, before she shoves it in your face. You try your best to please Britney with your lips and tongue, kissing and licking her pussy and the sensitive skin around it. Soon she grasps your hair tightly and grinds her pussy against your face, moaning loudly.
"Oh! Oh, yes! That's it! That's it, ! Give it to me! Fuck me with your tongue!"
You are all too happy to oblige, thrusting your tongue as deep into Britney's pussy as you can. You wiggle your tongue around inside Britney, tasting her delicious sex, making her moan in extasy. You stop groping her butt for a moment and try to insert your index finger into her ass. Your finger merely presses against Britney's asshole when pleasure overwhelms her.
"I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, fuck me, I'm coming!" she cries, humping your face. You continue working your tongue, until Britney's cries subside and she falls over you, gasping for breath. It takes her a few dozen seconds to recover enough to speak. "Oh, , you were great! Thank you!" She kisses you deeply, tasting her own juices from your mouth.
You hear a moan from aside and look over. Erin has been watching you and Britney and playing with herself. She has also took off her jeans and panties and is now only dressed in a T-shirt. You walk over to the cute redhead in heat, slowly rubbing your revitalized erection. You smile when your eyes meet.
"I think I have something better than your hand," you proclaim standing between Erin's spread legs. She looks concerned.
"No, you shouldn't. Please don't," she moans, "I'm still hurting inside..." |