The Wife's Wild Ass Chapter 5
Date: 1/25/2017,
Categories:
Hardcore
Taboo
Voyeur,
Author: varunpal89
... fluttering. The girl's face was a mask of passion now, contorted by her lust. Her mouth was watering and her tongue was as hot as her clit. "Ooooh, do it!" Caroline urged. She was looking down, watching her friend's tongue slide back and forth across her lips, no more than an inch or two from contact. She pushed her cunt out closer. Darleen began to tongue her cunt. Her first slurp was tentative and she paused afterwards, as if to judge the flavor, as if she had just sampled some exotic and rare delicacy and wasn't sure that she liked it. Then she sighed with pleasure and, leaning in, buried her face between Caroline's thighs. Using her tongue and her lips and her hands, all at the same time, Darleen began to eat out her first cunt with utter relish. Caroline was heaving and thrashing about with the joy of it, and Darleen seemed to be having every bit as much fun tongue-fucking as Caroline was having by being tongue-fucked. Darleen was an enthusiastic cuntsucker. Although she had never done it before and had no practice or experience, she had often thought about cuntsucking in all the juicy details, thought about just how she would do it if she ever got the chance, if a juicy pussy were ever presented to her tongue. She was truly enjoying herself as she wallowed in that creamy pussy, and what she lacked by having no previous training she more than made up for by her enthusiasm and attention to details. She cupped Caroline's firm ass in her hands and worked her whole pretty ...
... face around in Caroline's groin, purring with pleasure and panting with passion. Her tongue wedged up the hole and levered at the clit. It licked lightly along the unfolded cuntlips, then stabbed in as far as possible. She parted her lips, fitting them to Caroline's cunt slot, and began a steady sucking. Cuntjuice poured over her fucking tongue and bubbled on her lips. Her mouth began to fill up with the precious stuff. Caroline was starting to burn with the thrill. She was amazed at how well Darleen sucked cunt. Did all women do it that well? Did they, having cunts of their own, know how to suck better than a man? Or was that dark thrill so great because this act was perverted and deviant and naughty? But the reasons didn't matter--only the feeling mattered, and that feeling was one of ecstasy. Darleen was wallowing in her crotch like a playful porpoise in a heated pool. "Come," Darleen whimpered, the word muffled on Caroline's pussy, echoing up her cunt. "I want to make you come. Oh, cream for me, Caroline. I need your cuntjuice!" Those words were as inspirational as the tongue that formed them, the lips that uttered them. To know that another woman wanted to suck her off was as thrilling as the sucking. Caroline began to wail, her body jerking like a broken puppet. "Yes, yes, yes!" she cried. Her cunt melted. Gurgling with joy, Darleen sucked her to the heights and past the heights and kept on greedily sucking until Caroline stopped squirming and lay back, a contented smile ...