The head was like a helmet sitting almost proudly on top of the shaft. The slit in the center was already drooling clear juices. She drew in his scent... and felt a chill rush through her. She could almost understand why he seemed to like her smell; his musk was intoxicating and set her senses on fire. She stuck out her tongue and ran it up the shaft slowly, feeling the hot flesh throb. When she reached the head she covered it with her lips and sucked. That was when Andy grabbed her head and she. Then, as I drag my fingernails back up my soft skin, I pause at the small folds between my legs and tickle my pouting pussy lips. I moan softly, my tongue running along my teeth as my eyes close, playing with my pussy a little longer. Flashing a grin, I grab my shirt at the bottom and slowly pull it up over my head and off my body. My large breasts protrude proudly in full view, showing my firm erect nipples as I drop the garment to the floor and shake my head. My hair sparkles under the lights. My body is begging him to touch me where I need it. He slips his middle finger with infinite slowness down my slit. My hips buck on their own as he grazes my clit. I hear a low growl in my ear as he realised how wet I am. Slippery sticky fluid seeping from my cunt. Coating his fingers as they slide through the folds. He keeps going till he circles the entrance of my hole. And then he pushes a fat finger inside me. And tightens his grip on my waist to hold me firmly in place as he finger fucks. I ran a finger up her spine.She whimpered.“I’m going to have so much fun with you, Philippa,” I moaned. “Did you think this would happen?”She shook her head, black hair dancing.“But you wanted it, didn’t you?” I purred as I came around to stand before her.She nodded her head. “I wanted you, Christina.”I shivered, my fingers flying to the front of my blouse. Philippa’s dark eyes latched onto my digits as I worked my top open. Button by button, exposing my chest, the straps of my bra, my small.