being lavished with wet tongues and plunging fingers. She heard herself practically mewling from the pleasure—not only what she felt but what she saw. The sight of Jordan sharing her with a hot girl, the sight of two heads down there working to get as much of her pussy as they could, was more exciting than whips and leather had ever been.
“God, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she begged, because she knew she’d come soon. She’d been trying to hold back, trying to stretch out the dirty joy of it, but it was too much now, taking her over, and she was losing control. She pumped at both mouths harder. She cried out louder. She reached down, curling her hands about their heads, holding them firmly in place so that they couldn’t stop now if they wanted to. “Lick me! Yes, lick me! Lick my pussy!”
She yelled her demands, clenching her teeth as her body drove madly forward—finally plunging into ecstasy. “God, yes! Yes !” she cried as the hard waves of heat shook her, rolled through her, twisting her very soul with the intensity of an orgasm the likes of which she’d never before experienced. She rode it out, bucking at her lovers’ obliging tongues, soaking up every bit of joy for all it was worth, still sobbing, sobbing…until finally the sensation waned to leave her spent and utterly well-pleasured.
“Oh…” she said, amazed. Then, on impulse, she reached down to take Ginger’s face in her hands, kissing her, tasting herself on the other woman’s lips—and then she kissed Jordan, pressing her tongue into his mouth, tasting the remnants of his ministrations, as well, as she grazed her fingertips along his stubbled cheeks. When she pulled back to look at him, there were no words—nothing could adequately explain all she felt at this moment. Nothing except…
“I love you,” she whispered heatedly.
His hands found her face, too. “Ah, precious, I love you .”
More lingering kisses—lips, tongues—and Lynda’s fist wrapped around Jordan’s cock. He let out a groan as she ran her fingers across the tip, then lifted them to her mouth to suck off the pre-come.
Her arms wound back around his neck as his hands slid up over the lace covering her torso to cup her bared breasts. “I haven’t had a chance to tell you how beautifully sexy and naughty you look in this,” he murmured, glancing down at her ensemble.
She gave her head a thoughtful tilt and spoke the truth in her heart. “I feel sexy in it for you, lover. More than ever before.”
He growled his approval, then kissed her again—and keeping their faces close, Lynda said, “Are you ready for more of your little game, baby? Do you want to watch me eat Ginger’s pussy?”
His eyes opened wide, as if he hadn’t even imagined that would happen, but then said, “ Oh yeah,” on a heavy breath. “Oh yeah , I want to watch you eat her.”
She giggled lightly at his enthusiasm, then turned seductive eyes on Ginger, who still knelt patiently at Jordan’s side. “You, on the couch,” Lynda said, half teasing, half serious.
A familiar little smile of acquiescence formed on Ginger’s face. “My pleasure,” she replied, climbing up onto the sofa next to where Lynda still sat.
Lynda boldly took the lead, reaching up to caress Ginger’s breast, tweaking the pointed nipple lightly before swiftly sliding her hand down onto the front of those pretty lavender panties. Ginger sighed her delight and Lynda couldn’t help noticing that Ginger’s cunt felt swollen through the lace, too.
“Help me get these off,” Lynda said softly to Jordan.
Replying with only a heated smile, he moved to Ginger’s other side and as she lifted her ass, together they peeled the stretchy lace thong to her thighs, over her knees, and finally over the sexy heels she still wore.
Ginger bit her lip and spread her legs to reveal an entirely bare pussy, gaping with dark pink flesh, a similar color to her nipples. The sight was so erotic that Lynda went weak.
“God, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she begged, because she knew she’d come soon. She’d been trying to hold back, trying to stretch out the dirty joy of it, but it was too much now, taking her over, and she was losing control. She pumped at both mouths harder. She cried out louder. She reached down, curling her hands about their heads, holding them firmly in place so that they couldn’t stop now if they wanted to. “Lick me! Yes, lick me! Lick my pussy!”
She yelled her demands, clenching her teeth as her body drove madly forward—finally plunging into ecstasy. “God, yes! Yes !” she cried as the hard waves of heat shook her, rolled through her, twisting her very soul with the intensity of an orgasm the likes of which she’d never before experienced. She rode it out, bucking at her lovers’ obliging tongues, soaking up every bit of joy for all it was worth, still sobbing, sobbing…until finally the sensation waned to leave her spent and utterly well-pleasured.
“Oh…” she said, amazed. Then, on impulse, she reached down to take Ginger’s face in her hands, kissing her, tasting herself on the other woman’s lips—and then she kissed Jordan, pressing her tongue into his mouth, tasting the remnants of his ministrations, as well, as she grazed her fingertips along his stubbled cheeks. When she pulled back to look at him, there were no words—nothing could adequately explain all she felt at this moment. Nothing except…
“I love you,” she whispered heatedly.
His hands found her face, too. “Ah, precious, I love you .”
More lingering kisses—lips, tongues—and Lynda’s fist wrapped around Jordan’s cock. He let out a groan as she ran her fingers across the tip, then lifted them to her mouth to suck off the pre-come.
Her arms wound back around his neck as his hands slid up over the lace covering her torso to cup her bared breasts. “I haven’t had a chance to tell you how beautifully sexy and naughty you look in this,” he murmured, glancing down at her ensemble.
She gave her head a thoughtful tilt and spoke the truth in her heart. “I feel sexy in it for you, lover. More than ever before.”
He growled his approval, then kissed her again—and keeping their faces close, Lynda said, “Are you ready for more of your little game, baby? Do you want to watch me eat Ginger’s pussy?”
His eyes opened wide, as if he hadn’t even imagined that would happen, but then said, “ Oh yeah,” on a heavy breath. “Oh yeah , I want to watch you eat her.”
She giggled lightly at his enthusiasm, then turned seductive eyes on Ginger, who still knelt patiently at Jordan’s side. “You, on the couch,” Lynda said, half teasing, half serious.
A familiar little smile of acquiescence formed on Ginger’s face. “My pleasure,” she replied, climbing up onto the sofa next to where Lynda still sat.
Lynda boldly took the lead, reaching up to caress Ginger’s breast, tweaking the pointed nipple lightly before swiftly sliding her hand down onto the front of those pretty lavender panties. Ginger sighed her delight and Lynda couldn’t help noticing that Ginger’s cunt felt swollen through the lace, too.
“Help me get these off,” Lynda said softly to Jordan.
Replying with only a heated smile, he moved to Ginger’s other side and as she lifted her ass, together they peeled the stretchy lace thong to her thighs, over her knees, and finally over the sexy heels she still wore.
Ginger bit her lip and spread her legs to reveal an entirely bare pussy, gaping with dark pink flesh, a similar color to her nipples. The sight was so erotic that Lynda went weak.
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