Learn how your comment data is processed. My fingers explored her vulva gently, trying not to get overly rough or rush things in the dizzy lust of the moment. Thoughts of what I was yet to do to her. My mouth on hers, my fingers sneaking under her clothes, down her jeans…. Even the sex was never simply sex. And I really, really fucking wanted to taste her.
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The Day She Came: Fucking My Girl, A Lesbian Sex Story
Follow me on Instagram carasutra. What can I say? It was more than ok. She just laughed in response, then tried her best innocent face. With her slick coating of arousal it was easy to tease her labia, and widely circle her clitoris, until her fingers which had been brushing my large nipples started to pinch them instead, a vicious response to my teasing.