
Carefully, Emilia avoided direct contact with Tuesday's pussy slash, but she allowed her fingers to play lightly aver the twat lips. The very delicate touch of those tapering fingers sent a quiver of pleasure over Tuesday. It was sure fun to be naked with Miss Douche.
The sweeping of the fingertips increased in tempo, and Emilia alternated her hands so that
when the right was down low, the left was at the top, starting a new path between the tiny titties. Tuesday didn't know why, but when Emilia's finger brushed over her pussy, she involuntarily tightened her asshole. Uuummm! It was really fun!
Emilia was panting. She was so terribly hot. God, how she wanted to feel the warmth of that young body against herself!
She toyed with various ideas on how to get her first orgasm. Of course, it was going to be a swift and crude thing. Teaching Tuesday to lick a pussy might take a day or longer, and Emilia wanted to avoid any action which might, scare her. Oh, well, hell!
She lay down beside Tuesday, and slipped one arm under the girl's body. Crooking the arm, she was about to turn Tuesday on one side, and they were face to face.
With her free hand, Miss Douche reached around and took Tuesday's firm ass, and pulled her up close. Tuesday cooperated by wriggling in as tight as she could. Tuesday liked the feel of Miss Douche's nipples, and Emilia almost lost her breath when the contact was made at titty level. The touch of her boobs against Tuesday so excited Emilia that she allowed her fingers to wander in between the cheeks of the teen's ass.
And Oh, Jesus! There was her asshole! Too early to go into it, but, please God, Emilia prayed, just let me touch it. Oh! There it was!
When Emilia's index finger was planted on Tuesday's asshole, the girl hunched, and in so doing she brought the front of her well-made
