"Oh God, we shouldn't be doing this."
Janet looked at Camilla as she licked fresh cunt-juice from her lips. "Because it feels good, you mean?"
Without meaning to, Cammy tilted her hips and pushed her dripping pussy up toward Janet's mouth again. Janet giggled.
"I thought you'd want more, once you felt how good it is!"
"Ohhhhh. I don't know what I want!"
Janet rubbed her open mouth deep into Cammy's cunt-slit then, and Cammy knew exactly what she wanted. Her long fingers trembled as she wound them deep into Janet's curly brown hair and pulled her against her throbbing, feverish pussy.
CHAPTER TWO
Camilla had gotten pretty good at touching herself and pretending nothing special was happening. Like in the bathtub when her fingers were slick with soap or when she had an itch close enough to her cunt so that she could let her fingers stray without feeling guilty. But all that sneaky touching was nothing like Janet's tongue. This was a new kind of pleasure altogether.
"Uhhhh, uhhhh!" she gasped, pumping her slim hips up and down against her friend's hungry mouth.
Janet had pushed her thighs back so that her knees were almost touching her tits. In that position, every dainty fold of her cunt was exposed. She could hear Janet slurping and sucking in the heat of her tumid cunt-lips. She could feel fuckjuice dripping down her ass and making a wet spot on the bed. Her clit pulsed and stuck up like a tiny finger of pleasure, and Janet found it again and pinched it between her lips while her tongue teased.
Camilla jerked convulsively as the hot, throbbing pleasure surged upwards from her cunt and spread out like warm butter through her belly and tits.