They explored the insides of each other's mouths thoroughly. They licked each other's teeth, each other's gums, the insides of each other's cheeks.

They sucked each other's tongues and quaffed deeply of each other's sweet spittle. The kiss lasted for a long time and they were both a little breathless from their lesbian passion by the time the kiss ended.

"How was that?" Miss Richardson inquired quickly.

"Oh my," was all the pretty little girl could say.

"Did you like it?"

"It was better than anything I could have dreamed," Emmylou said. "How does your pussy feel?" Miss Richardson queried.

"I can feel myself getting swollen and wet down there."

"That's good. That's how you are supposed to feel."

"Do you think, maybe, we could take off our clothes?"

"That's the best idea I have heard all day," the woman said.

And so, in a flash, they were both as naked as the day they were born. Miss Richardson took the little girl by the hand and led her into the bedroom.

They tumbled onto the bed in each other's arms. The little girl could feel the ache mounting in her loins, an ache more severe than anything she had experienced before.

Emmylou could already tell that the tall blonde woman was going to have no trouble at all making her orgasm. Her body was not reacting to this stimulation like that of a frightened virgin. She was getting hotter than a pepper sprout in between her legs. Her pussy tissues were thoroughly engorged and her cunt was soaking wet.

The little girl could feel her clitoris swelling into an erection, just like her nipples. She could feel her love button getting a little bit larger with each passing second – with each beat of her racing heart.

The little girl could feel her little man in the boat pushing out from under the semi-circle of fleshy sheath that usually all but covered it.