Sarah placed her full weight on the bed and lay beside her friend, her head was close to Emma’s right breast and her other hand lay idle beneath her.... Sarah looked at what her hand was doing, and before she knew it, her middle finger had curled over and she was inserting it inside Emma’s pussy.Sarah gasped out loud. Emma followed her; though Emma’s was a lot louder, went on for longer but sounded just as satisfying.Sarah removed her finger as her hand pulled upwards only to bury it a second. I'll bring some equipment if you'd like to learn. I can pump your puss if you are curious.All positions of vaginal or anal penetration get me hot. I do love to be ridden though. Speaking of riding, if you care to plow me, care needs to be taken with my poor little asshole. Years ago an inconsiderate lady tore me a little bit in the heat of passion when she stuffed me with a big dill. Please start small and open me up with care. I'll wash the dill, but will not lick it clean. On the other hand,. I could tell she was only half interested, and played along with me just to pass the time of day. The TV show was not that enthralling anyway and we had both been upset when no-one turned for one of the artist that sang Jazz like it was her mother tongue.“Are you feeling sexy right now?”“No. Why should I? We’re watching TV.”I nodded. She had a fair point and that was a bit of a lame start to be honest.“What do you think of Aiden Turner from Poldark and would you fuck him if I wasn’t around?”She. Kay was much more cheerleader captain than dancer, complete with all the curves and the moves, but was working hard to be more graceful and smooth.Yum.Joined at the hip with her this day, like any other, was Dennie. The two, on surface were no kind of match since Dennie was pale and plain (without makeup) as Kay was golden and tanned. But Dennie was the classic, pale elegant dove that blossomed when the music played. Not much to look at in the face but owner of a body made for dance (and the.