“Make me come, make me come, make me coooommmmxneeeeee!!“ Lisa wailed, rocking her thigh up against Holly’s pussy, time after time. She embraced her friend, pulled her close, and let her orgasm thrash itself out. Sighing languidly when it was over, she let go of Holly, raised Holly’s face, and planted a wet, appreciative kiss on her girlfriend’s mouth. “Now you,” she said huskily, fire gleaming in her brown eyes.
“Now me,” Holly agreed, breathing hard. She hadn’t gotten off on Lisa’s thigh, not quite, and her pussy was a very needy case right now. She sidled around her friend and braced her back against the far wall of the shower cabinet, and her legs spread widely, readily.
Lisa dropped to her knees, searching for the vibrator. She found it, and her fingers wrapped round it possessively, but her eyes ‘lifted and she sighted in on Holly’s pussy where the 11ps were large and obvious among the curls of brown pubic fur, and it was like a magnetic attraction. Lisa teared up and her mouth opened and then she was on Holly, tongue parting the wet sliced lips, punching between them, finding the clit and licking it with hungry passion.
“Right there,” Holly moaned, opening her legs a• little wider for Lisa’s convenience. “Oh, baby, right fucking there!” Her clit was already on tender hooks, and the touch of Lisa’s frisky tongue was ‘damned near enough to pop her cookies. Holly willed herself to resist, to make it last, to enjoy this as long as she could, but her ovaries began to shiver. “Oooooohhhh,” she gasped, “I don’t think I can wait for you to fuck me with our third musketeer!”