While I was watching Kirsty I missed what Sammy was doing. She’d removed her panties revealing her fully shaven foo-foo, rested one of her legs on the footstool and she too was pleasuring herself. I say she’s fully shaven however she has the cutest little landing strip. Her fingers were gliding slowly between her moist labia, pausing only to circle around her engorged love bud.
These girls are insatiable!
‘Get on the bed,’ I say, my desire taking control. ‘Lie down.’
I stare at his lean, muscular body as he clambers onto his bed. As much as I want to feel him inside me, I also want to prolong the build up a little.
And I do love a soixante neuf.
I’m aching to pull his head into my soft mounds and his hips into my groin. I want to feel his hardness inside me, filling me, satisfying me. I want to grind my hot little bud into him until I reach the point of no return.
But I can’t.
She told me I was beautiful then embraced me and kissed me again. She took me by the hand and led me onto the bed where we kissed and explored each other’s bodies.
We were at the deep end just chatting at the pool edge between lengths, when suddenly he kissed me. He was feeling the inside of my leg and before I knew it he slipped his hand in my bikini bottoms.
‘Why do you keep looking at my feet? I’ve seen you doing it several times today… what’s going on?’
‘I… I… I just think…’
‘What?’ I demand.
‘I just think…well… you’ve got beautiful feet.’
He said he didn’t want to lose me. A lot has happened since the last time I was at Richard’s. We’d had a massive row and I almost walked out of his flat for good. Thankfully we sorted it out. He said he didn’t want to lose me. I’ve thought about that a lot over […]