I forgot the hole as she suddenly shrieked, her mound banging my upper lip, I felt my fingers being gripped inside her hole, then she was shaking just like someone having a fit. She was calling out my name, over and over, I felt so happy, I was making her cum just as she had done to teen me, it seemed to go on for ages. One moment I would feel her body relaxing and I thought she had finished but as I still sucked her button and with my fingers trapped inside, she would start again, shrieking even louder than before. Three times this happened before her body finally collapsed and she lay still, her hands dropped from my head. The grip inside of her let go juicy pussy of my fingers. I moved myself up to lay beside her, my arms took hold of her and I held her tight to me, I kissed her face softly, all over. Her eyes opened to look into mine, “Oh, Laura, what have you done to me?” I must have looked worried, “No, I didn’t mean in a bad way, I definitely mean in a good way, I think I do love you.” Then she kissed me, before asking, “Where did you learn to do that? It was so wonderful.” “I didn’t learn to do anything, I’ve never touched anyone before, it just happened, I needed to touch you there, I didn’t know why.” “Well, all I know is that I must do it to you now, can I please?” I smiled at her through my tears, then whispered, “I wish you would Elizabeth.” As her head disappeared down my body, she said, “Call me Liz, please Laura.” She had made me feel good the night before but this time my mind and body went berserk, her lips drove me wild, my little button became a big button, the sensations coursing through me were almost frightening in their intensity. I reached my climax with a mighty surge that caused my body to arch so high, I thought my spine might snap in two, tremors racked me, one after another. Afterwards, as we held each other I asked her, “Liz, do you really love me? I know I love you so much it hurts.” She pulled me tight, her mouth to my ear and she said, “Yes, I love you, my sweetheart.” We slept a deep sleep that night, our bodies Lesbian tangled together. The next day, after we had washed and eaten, I told Liz that I had something I wanted to show her. I led her to the lake and said we needed to undress. With a puzzled look on her face, she did, then I said for her to follow me. I climbed onto Pink Pussy the ledge before helping her up, then beckoned for her to follow. She was surprised by my small cave, I pointed to the canvas covered pile, “Help me untie the ropes so we can pull the canvas off.” When that was done I said, “Now close your eyes, no peeking, okay.” She put her hands over her hot lesbian sex eyes whilst I opened a box. “Keep them closed until I say.” I held her arm and led her forward. “Okay, now you can look.” Her hands flew to her mouth as she gasped. “My God Laura, all these jewels, you’re rich,” then she looked at the other boxes, “are they all the same?” “Yes and I’m not rich Liz, we are.” “You mean you would share it with me but why? It’s yours.” With that, they both pounced on me. These girls were strong for their age, and really squirmy. She knew it seemed crazy, Lesbian a stripper worried about being watched at work, but this was different. Would she let me fuck her? Do you like them, Mr. Davies.” I outlasted him. You’ll only find backwoods savages up there.” We watched six cadets go through the course and all made some mistakes. 6 minutes 32 seconds remaining. She grinned like a kid going to Disneyland. I couldn’t believe what I did. Several minutes passed as I drank down yet another large glass of wine I’d hijacked from a passing hot lesbian sex waiter. Before today, what was left of the “good Catholic boy” in me seemed to yearn for the pretty, shy, “good Catholic girl” in Jo. She could feel him moving harder and faster to cum but just by moving her hips back with his in thrusts and forward when he pulled his hips back it reduced the friction on his cock and delayed his orgasm. Look at those thighs, perfectly shaped; I would love to lick them for hours.” Wrestling the rest of their clothes off and burying their faces in each other’s pussies. Let's see about that." He teased her clit with it. I was glad to be back from the negotiations. "Rachel, what do you have to say?" I asked what is bothering you, my love? The majority of women are not fortunate enough to have one. We dressed up. I slid the door catch, she looked alarmed, “What are you doing?” she demanded. The two groups couldn’t stand to juicy pussy be around one another, without some inner instinct kicking in, demanding they kill each other. She hadn't been allowed to date at all, but her girlfriends at school had told her all the things THEY had done on dates with boys. Veronica was lying in her bed with my father on top of her, his hand at her mouth to muffle the noise. So when she said that I would be coming here while she was in Pink Pussy the States I made my decision. “No, I teen forgot about that actually.” “I’d rather be fucked by half the blokes in the village one after t’other than have your slimy hands all over me.” she insisted. The smile on Brandon’s face made all the practice worth it.