"Oh God, Alice, I don't know what's happening to me,” she moaned as Alice brushed her tender moist lips across Wanda's mouth and inserted the tip of her sweet tongue into her mouth.

Wanda let out a long sigh.

"Alice, what's happening to me? I've got the strangest feeling all over me."

"All over, dear?” came the husky voice of the older woman.

"Yes. All over Alice. Oh God."

"But they feel good, don't they?"

"Just delicious. I've never felt this way,” she whimpered as Mrs. Long hugged her tighter, crushing her large breasts against Wanda's.

"Oh, I love this,” she said, pushing back a bit to smile at Alice who returned the smile. She grabbed the young girl tighter and began to grind her hips into the girl's body, holding them with her strong fingers.

"Wanda,” crooned Mrs. Long. “Wanda, my dear, I love being with you. You're so nice and sweaty. I love the smell of you, darling."

Wanda was now kissing Alice's ears, her face and her lips. She slid her mouth down to her neck and pushed her full lips deep into the hollow of her throat. Alice's flesh was soft, sweet and warm. The older woman swayed back and forth against Wanda's body and threw back her head to let her neck be kissed. Her breasts throbbed against Wanda's.

"Oh darling,” said Mrs. Long, “let's move over to your nice little bed and sit a moment… shall we?"

"Yes… yes.” Wanda's own voice sounded miles away.

"And I'll take this dress off. We wouldn't want to get it all wrinkled, would we?” she smiled prettily.

"No,” came Wanda's reply. Her eyes widened when she saw Mrs. Long wasn't wearing panties. “Oh God,” she gasped. “You're so lovely, so beautiful… oh God!"