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She broke into a tearful smile, and lowered her lips to mine. We learned things that night. We learned how to kiss through trial and error, through the painful clicking of teeth, the smiles that broke the contact of our lips, and the slithering motions of our tongue within each other’s mouths, tasting the ruination of our innocence as the awkwardness ebbed from us, and the unbridled desire took hold. Then we were devouring each other’s mouths, our lips sucking with a gluttony of lust, our tongues dancing in ardent combat, our noses inhaling sharply as our hands found each other’s breasts, and our fingers found each other’s nipples. Josie was the brave one that night. She was the one who finally broke the kiss, and licked her way down my body. I moaned with my hands covering my fetish mouth, ashamed of the lecherous noises that came unbidden from my chest, each one compelled by the tingle her lips brought when she sucked both my nipples, then traced a path of saliva down to my navel, and past it. “Josie!” I cried, and though it was a cry of alarm, it wasn’t a demand for her to stop. She planted delicate kisses along my waistband, then hooked her fingers beneath it, and pulled my panties down. I whimpered. The heat of her breath was on my netherlips, whispering her desire into my virgin slit. She looked up at me with those blue eyes, now void of indecision, now predatory and wicked. They smiled at me as her curious little tongue dipped into the bottom of my crease, and slipped through me. I gasped. Her wet tongue slid into the ovule of my flower, and the petals bloomed in arousal, outturning and leaking to splay my folds for her, to present my virgin sex so that she masturbation could taste it. She inhaled my feminine scent, and her eyes rolled indulgently, the pupils dilating as though my chaste pussy was a narcotic. Her face pressed into me, her nose upending the bottom of my clit, her tongue invading me, searching for my weak spot. Finding it . I cried out. She grinned open mouthed at me, her tongue halfway inside, a portrait of my violation. She curled her tongue upward, and began her work. “Oh my god!” I cried, wringing my hands in my t-shirt, my hips shifting on their own accord, my belly flexing with pleasured contractions. Josie moaned a laugh into my depths, her eyes alight, her hands pressing against my thighs, compelling them to spread. They did, splaying wide to give her unfettered access to my sex, and she feasted upon it, her tongue relentlessly moving across that spot within me, rubbing, flicking, dancing in pattern until she found the combination that would unlock me. I amateur threw back my head and moaned an escalating tenor, my hands leaving the protection of my shirt to find my twin pussy sister’s head, to surrender to this obscene desire, and become who I really was. I pulled her into me, biting my lip as she rose with the elevation of my pelvis, compelled by the arch of my back that jutted my chest forth, sliding my shirt off my breasts to pool about my neck. My nipples ached pleasantly from when she’d sucked them, standing erect and swollen from my alabaster flesh. She withdrew from me with a smack of her lips, leaving me teeming for her touch, mewling like a whore for her tongue. “Please!” I begged. “Patience, Kelsey.” She grinned, her lips shining with my lust, “I want to know all your little secrets.” Her tongue tickled my hood, coercing the pearl therein to swell, aching and pulsating with sensation. She toyed with it, pressing gently and rubbing, gauging my reaction with curious girlfriend blue eyes. She finished the coke and the fowl taste in her mouth was gone. How could they not? I knew my shape wasn’t fetish quite up to the standard of Becks’, but I had always been complimented. Kitty got down on all fours and slinked over to me like a cat. I could see what she was saying, but girlfriend she was talking to a tall, hunky guy. "Totally acceptable, me and Elenore need to call it a day," masturbation I replied. Finally, when there was no more semen to be had, and his dad had to ask him to stop sucking because his cock was way too sensitive, Jack rolled off onto his back. She stopped abruptly, yelped, and whipped her head around to give Rachel an astonished gape. I think you are called a bear?' “That's what they call us. The front. “And now you get to see him during amateur the whole flight for one, and two, he’s going where you’re going. Just then, pussy the phone began to ring. The horny blonde felt the cock going into her, stretching her tight pussy open, making her glistening cuntal walls spasm and suck as they forcibly accommodated the belly-probing length of his cock. Tagusha pulled back the paddle just as far and landed an identical “Thwack!” on Brula’s left asscheek. You two are going to be here alone all day tomorrow and I know how she likes to tease you and lead you on." I wondered who I would surrender to. A few minutes later we hailed down a cab, Rachael got into the front to direct the driver – a driver who turned out to be one of the few female taxi drivers in the city – whilst Tiffany and I hopped into the back. Mark’s lips curled into a smile. This is NOT the end of the series.