between them. With her free hand, she tugged the length of cord from her dressing-grown. Wendy caught a shadowed glimpse of the woman’s nudity, but her concentration was centred on the pitcher.
‘Desperate,’ Sky laughed softly, repeating Wendy’s word. With a casual flick of her fingertips, she pushed the dressing-grown open to reveal her naked body. Her nipples were rigid with excitement and her shaved pussy lips were dark and swollen. ‘I’m fairly desperate myself,’ Sky remarked, her sultry tone making the meaning of her words obvious. ‘Should we do something about that before we satisfy your thirst, or do you think we can combine the two?’
A frown crossed Wendy’s brow. ‘How?’
Smiling into her consternation, Sky stroked long fingers through the hairs at the nape of Wendy’s neck. Using the gentlest pressure, she pulled Wendy’s head close to her breast, and whispered, ‘Let me show you how.’
Wendy allowed herself to be pulled closer, dark arousal churning her stomach as her lips neared Sky’s nipple. She was prepared to let the tip of her tongue dance against the woman’s flesh, eager to repay some of the pleasure she had just enjoyed.
As her tongue met Sky’s breast, she felt the first splash against her face. Glancing up, she saw the Black Widow pouring chilled water on to the heated union between her breast and Wendy’s mouth.
Struck by a sudden avaricious need, Wendy began to lick the ice-cold water from the woman’s body. She felt Shy tense as the chilly liquid froze her flesh, but the woman’s groan of enjoyment revealed her true feelings.
Wendy licked at Sky’s body in a furious attempt to satisfy her craving. Her need to taste the water was an overwhelming compulsion. Without realising she had done it, she embraced Sky’s narrow waist and held her tightly in her arms. Her tongue and lips rubbed over the feverishly hot flesh of Sky’s breast.
The two women sighed as their separate appetites were brought closer to satisfaction. Laughing softly, Sky tipped the brim of the pitcher and poured an icy stream of water over her other breast.
Wendy released an excited shriek and moved her mouth against the cool, wet flesh. She sucked hard on the nipple. Rubbing her lips greedily over Sky’s breast, she tried to lick up every last droplet of water. As she pressed her mouth against Sky’s body, Wendy squeezed herself close to the woman and moaned softly. She could feel Sky shivering and wondered if it was caused by the icy chill of the water, or her mounting excitement. Listening to the woman’s quickening cries of arousal, Wendy supposed it did not take a genius to work out the true source.
‘Here,’ Sky gasped. She was holding the pitcher at eye level, her hand shaking slightly. ‘Try this,’ she commanded.
Wendy’s lips playfully teased one nipple as she looked into Sky’s face.
Sky groaned and splashed water over her body once again. This time the stream of chilled water ran between her bare breasts. Wendy moved to get her mouth against the liquid but Sky held her hair tightly for a moment. The two women exchanged glances: Wendy’s hurt and puzzled; Sky’s cruel and confident.
Sky waited until the water had pooled between her legs, holding her fingers tightly in Wendy’s hair. As the last droplet rolled over her shaved labia, she smiled salaciously and pushed Wendy’s head down.
Wendy pressed her mouth against Sky’s sex without a word of protest. She stroked her tongue against the glistening-wet pussy lips, lapping greedily at the woman’s hole.
Sky groaned. Her fingers were still buried among the hairs at the nape of Wendy’s neck and she kept tight hold, continually forcing her down.
Wendy dared not resist as her head was pushed lower. The side of her face was pressed against the bench while she stroked her tongue against the slippery lips of Sky’s pussy. And still the woman kept a firm hold of her hair.
‘Lick it all up,’ Sky gasped, the words
‘Desperate,’ Sky laughed softly, repeating Wendy’s word. With a casual flick of her fingertips, she pushed the dressing-grown open to reveal her naked body. Her nipples were rigid with excitement and her shaved pussy lips were dark and swollen. ‘I’m fairly desperate myself,’ Sky remarked, her sultry tone making the meaning of her words obvious. ‘Should we do something about that before we satisfy your thirst, or do you think we can combine the two?’
A frown crossed Wendy’s brow. ‘How?’
Smiling into her consternation, Sky stroked long fingers through the hairs at the nape of Wendy’s neck. Using the gentlest pressure, she pulled Wendy’s head close to her breast, and whispered, ‘Let me show you how.’
Wendy allowed herself to be pulled closer, dark arousal churning her stomach as her lips neared Sky’s nipple. She was prepared to let the tip of her tongue dance against the woman’s flesh, eager to repay some of the pleasure she had just enjoyed.
As her tongue met Sky’s breast, she felt the first splash against her face. Glancing up, she saw the Black Widow pouring chilled water on to the heated union between her breast and Wendy’s mouth.
Struck by a sudden avaricious need, Wendy began to lick the ice-cold water from the woman’s body. She felt Shy tense as the chilly liquid froze her flesh, but the woman’s groan of enjoyment revealed her true feelings.
Wendy licked at Sky’s body in a furious attempt to satisfy her craving. Her need to taste the water was an overwhelming compulsion. Without realising she had done it, she embraced Sky’s narrow waist and held her tightly in her arms. Her tongue and lips rubbed over the feverishly hot flesh of Sky’s breast.
The two women sighed as their separate appetites were brought closer to satisfaction. Laughing softly, Sky tipped the brim of the pitcher and poured an icy stream of water over her other breast.
Wendy released an excited shriek and moved her mouth against the cool, wet flesh. She sucked hard on the nipple. Rubbing her lips greedily over Sky’s breast, she tried to lick up every last droplet of water. As she pressed her mouth against Sky’s body, Wendy squeezed herself close to the woman and moaned softly. She could feel Sky shivering and wondered if it was caused by the icy chill of the water, or her mounting excitement. Listening to the woman’s quickening cries of arousal, Wendy supposed it did not take a genius to work out the true source.
‘Here,’ Sky gasped. She was holding the pitcher at eye level, her hand shaking slightly. ‘Try this,’ she commanded.
Wendy’s lips playfully teased one nipple as she looked into Sky’s face.
Sky groaned and splashed water over her body once again. This time the stream of chilled water ran between her bare breasts. Wendy moved to get her mouth against the liquid but Sky held her hair tightly for a moment. The two women exchanged glances: Wendy’s hurt and puzzled; Sky’s cruel and confident.
Sky waited until the water had pooled between her legs, holding her fingers tightly in Wendy’s hair. As the last droplet rolled over her shaved labia, she smiled salaciously and pushed Wendy’s head down.
Wendy pressed her mouth against Sky’s sex without a word of protest. She stroked her tongue against the glistening-wet pussy lips, lapping greedily at the woman’s hole.
Sky groaned. Her fingers were still buried among the hairs at the nape of Wendy’s neck and she kept tight hold, continually forcing her down.
Wendy dared not resist as her head was pushed lower. The side of her face was pressed against the bench while she stroked her tongue against the slippery lips of Sky’s pussy. And still the woman kept a firm hold of her hair.
‘Lick it all up,’ Sky gasped, the words
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