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“I knew you would be a marvelous lover.” Of her own accord, Becky moved to the other taut mound and treated it in the same manner. Rita’s hands languidly toyed with Becky’s breasts and her hips rocked against Becky’s lower body. Rita’s hands then moved up to the sides of Becky’s face and pushed her head back, freeing her lips. She bent down and they again lip locked in a deep passionate kiss. Rita then moved on to Becky’s neck and ears, her warm, wet tongue and lips eliciting moans as they moved over her smooth skin. Becky’s eyes were closed, and her breathing was ragged as her partner deftly continued her seduction. Then Rita grasped Becky’s chin with her right hand. “Open your eyes.” As the two women lustily gazed at each other, Rita spoke. “Now I’m going to make love to you.” CHAPTER 10 Rita slid her body down and grasped the hem of Becky’s dress. Again, moving slowly, she pushed it up her thighs until her panties were exposed. Becky didn’t hesitate, lifting her ass so that the dress was pulled up and bunched around her asian mid-section. Becky was wearing white thong panties with a lacy pink trim. Rita grabbed her hips to roll her on her side and quickly saw the thong accentuated her full, sexy ass. “Beautiful,” she said, before giving the exposed butt cheek a firm slap. As Rita let go of her grip and Becky rolled onto her back with her legs invitingly open. Rita’s hands lightly glided over her upper thighs, then grasped the thong where it rested on her hips. She pulled it up, the elastic stretching, the gusset turning into a thin rope. Rita worked that thin strip of fabric so that it dissected the labia, causing Becky to shiver at the sensation. Rita then bent down and started licking at the full pussy lips that were accentuated by the stretched crotch of the thong. close up Again, it was a new sensation for Becky and she groaned and thrust her hips to meet the delectable explorations. With one hand, Rita gathered the strip of cloth Hardcore above Becky’s pussy and pulled it even tighter. It pushed hard against her clit. Rita’s other hand toyed with Becky’s pussy lips, squeezing them together against the strip of cloth. “You like?” Rita asked in a husky voice as Becky’s hips bucked in pleasure. Her eyes closed in pleasure, she just nodded. Rita reached over to the nightstand and picked up a small pair of scissors. With two snips she cut the thong on each hip. Grasping the stretched fabric, she slowly pulled it and it slipped through Becky’s slit, slowly snaking its way through her slick slit and making her groan at the slightly rough journey of the fabric. Rita held the panties to her face and sniffed. “Whoops, guess you’ll be going home commando. Want to smell?” She offered the thong to Becky and she took a deep, shaking breath to inhale her familiar scent. This seduction scene had Becky quivering like a tuning fork as she blowjob laid there, hands cuffed, and her dress bunched around her waist. Rita was obviously a clever and sensuous lover; for someone new to lesbian lovemaking, this was learning and experiencing at a high level. Rita gazed at Becky’s exposed pussy. The panty play had created plenty of moisture and Becky’s labia were engorged with blood japanese from the stimulation. Rita’s index finger traced over and around Becky’s mound, spreading the moisture while teasing the sensitive skin. “Becky, you are a beautiful, sexy woman,” Rita said in a quiet, firm voice. “I know I’m going to enjoy the orgasms we share, and I hope you do, too.” There was a sinister tone in his voice. I don't think she worn panties once, and somehow found a way Hardcore to show me every blowjob day, right in the japanese middle of class. It was also during the week that Aruna made efforts, discretely, and gleaned some information about her boss. Brian’s eyes flew from the screen to the woman sitting next to him. Alex couldn't hold back anymore, The smoke filled house was getting stuffy. On the anniversary of the signing of my loan, the girls at the bank prevailed upon me to visit them again to reenact the signing procedure in its entirety. I ground close up against her face. I didn't want him to think I was enjoying this. She looked so inviting laying naked on the morgue table. "My clothes?" she asked. Dad could use the help when things get on an even keel, and eventually the younger ones can take up the slack in helping him as you asian grow older.” "Why?" asked Amy. Eventually we reached our table just off to the right side of the dance floor where we sat as Fred gave us his toast.