She had tried masturbating by rubbing up and down, but she had never tried what the woman was doing. ?Come on, Blondie, think sexy thoughts.? She in...serted all her fingers while she continued massaging Kathy’s hidden clit.?Oh, don’t stop,? Kathy whispered. ?Oh, God, that’s... I’ve never felt...? Her pelvic muscles began to contract, again and again. ?Ohhhh. Aaah.? Her knees went limp, leaving her draped over the edge of the table. The woman withdrew her hand from the vagina and said, ?I. As Miss Butterworth got the first moans with Miss Moore’s licking, Mrs. Belle knew that she had to do the same.“Ohhhh… uhhh…. This tongue is so good! Dear Lord”“Oh yes… hmmmpphhh… *lick* Ahhhh…. Oh fuck!”“This pussy is so wonderful… would lick it forever… hmmmmm…”Now it was Allison to feel the experienced tongue of Dolly Moore running around her pussy, touching and playing with her clitoris, tasting her outer lips and making her cream with her action. She always thought a woman like her. I didn't take long before I felt her whole body shudder from an orgasm. "Mission Accomplished" I thought to myself. I had redeemed myself from our last encounter already. I kept pushing deeper until, harder, faster. She had to tell me to back off. Apparently she wasn't used to this much dick in her ass. I grabbed the base of my dick and tried fucking her with only half. After just a few more strokes, I felt her tighten up as she was ready to cum again. It felt so good, I could feel myself. Amidst the dirt, it was just possible to distinguish a pair of tattered red sandals. My first alarming thought had been blood, but I decided to settle with red sandals – blood, after all would be slightly harder to ignore. Her legs appeared to have undergone some travesty also. Her white skin was speckled with grazes and cuts, one of which had left a thin dark trail running along the contour of her ankle. Her other ankle was decorated with a small gold chain desperate to separate itself from.