She was crying his name and he could tell that tears were forming in her eyes. She was being pleased. Suddenly she raised her hips as high as she coul...d, tightened them and held them as she quivered and her hands pulled heavily on his hair. A moment and she was twisting and thrusting and thanking and asking and calling him. He increased his fervor just as she climaxed for the first time this evening. She rocked back and forth and slowly came back down and relaxed with her ankles still wrapped. My two fingers now soaked in my juices, the body butter that still coats them has been rendered redundant. I keep my hand still and tilt my hips up slightly. Oh, yes… I feel my fingers move deeper inside me, delving deeper and deeper as I continue thrusting up against my hand. I bite down on my bottom lip, my breathing become shallow again as the primal rhythm of my hips thrusting triggers a form of pleasure deep inside me. I feel it radiate through me, glowing brighter as my hips thrust. "Thank you," Di said, suppressing a giggle. "Turn around, so we both can have some fun!"Sofia quickly moved her body over Di's body and then went lying on top of her. Sofia started licking Di's pussy while Di did the same with Sofia's slit. Di had again her hands on Sofia's buttocks and squeezed and rubbed them, and while Sofia was licking Di's kitty, she used her hands to rub Di's thighs.Both of them were moaning and making sucking noises. Both loved what they were doing with each other and. It was like reliving the summer day that Shaquan walked out, dashing so fast past the white lace curtains that they sailed up in surrender. She had more to say, but the breeze he had left behind took her breath away. All she could do, standing in the kitchen, was grab ahold of the curtain panels as he swiped his bass guitar from the hall closet. He snarled his goodbye and slammed the metal door on their marriage. It had taken Shaquan a year to save up for that guitar, which dangled from a hook.