What a shame, too, when people were supposed to have fun together.

Naked now, Candi posed right in front of Nancy, writhing her ass, giving the brunette a straight-on look at her swollen cunt. Her own blonde bush was thin, her crevice showed clearly; she was very proud of her box, the way it expanded when she was hot.

"Ohhhhh, wow!" Nancy breathed, her face very flushed.

"That's a very cute thing you've got there, honey," Candi smiled. "Shall we get them together?”

"Yessss!" Nancy gasped.

"Spread out, cutie," Candi breathed, her clit tensing and stinging. Her long, strong girlie pecker was an indication of certain male tendencies in her makeup, and she loved to show it off to more sophisticated gals, but on a first fuck she did not care to expose it. She had almost frightened off one sexy chick who evidently thought Candi was some kind of freak.

Nancy swung around on the couch, her thighs open, her dainty cunt lifted, her pretty, peaked titties waiting for kisses. What a neat, sweet piece of fluff!

Candi swept between the trembling, velvety thighs, heady with triumph. Torso braced high, like a man ready to mount, she cushioned her swollen cunt to the dainty puss and mushed it slowly, voluptuously down and in, her clit flaming. The dagger of her sex was home, feeling new cunt!

"Ohhhhh!" Nancy breathed, her ass lifting, her silky legs shivering against Candi's waist. The warm, slick connection fanned Candi's lust. She hunched, bedding her girlie pecker deeper. Nancy shuddered, her hands wormed restlessly on the couch. Her brown eyes were wide with excitement and wonder.

"Play with my titties, honey," Candi murmmed. "Oh, that good sweet pussy." She had it made now, her new chickie wouldn't flyaway, those dewy cuntlips were opening, she was dying for a come.