voice.
“Alright,” they answered together, and then giggled at each other.
They lay down on the bed together. They watched him walk out of the room and listened to him go down the stairs. Then Daphne turned to Cyn with pure lust in her eyes. “We’re going to get him hard again.”
“Yes?”
“Men love watching girl-girl action. Drives them wild,” Daphne said.
“You’ve done this before?” Cyn asked.
“No, I’ve been hanging out with bikers at parties for the last ten years, and I know what kind of porn they like,” she said with a laugh.
Cyn smiled, but the look in Daphne’s eyes told her that Daphne was seriously hot for her right now. If that look was in Hank’s eyes, she would be getting herself mentally prepared for Neanderthal sex. Before she could say anything, though, Daphne kissed her and pushed her back onto the pillow. Her hands took her breasts, milking them with amazing skill and causing Cyn to moan deeply into their kiss.
Daphne pressed her body against her and rubbed her hand down her face. It felt intensely intimate. Daphne intended to make love to her. She had made the claim that this would turn Hank on, but Cyn could feel that Daphne was fully turned on by her. Daphne had never felt so turned on before — but neither had she felt so alive since Derrick’s death, so full of the joy of living.
Daphne lowered herself to Cyn’s breasts, and while doing so, she wiggled her body between Cyn’s thighs, spreading her open. She sucked Cyn like no one had ever done before, and it felt truly amazing.
Cyn’s hands ran through Daphne’s fine blond hair, and she watched her best friend becoming even more aroused by her. Her hips began to involuntarily pump up into Daphne’s abs. Her clit was hard and aching to be touched. She hoped Hank would come in soon so she could fuck him, because Daphne was beginning to drive her wild.
They could hear his footsteps coming up the stairs. Just as he was coming down the short hallway, Daphne kissed her way down Cyn’s abs and wiggled her way farther down the bed, ass going up into the air.
“Daphne?” Cyn had time to voice before Daphne found, licked, and then sucked on her painfully hard clit.
If she was looking to produce a show for Hank, she succeeded, because her timing was perfect. Cyn’s body arched with the wild and wicked pleasure jolting through her body just as Hank came through the bedroom door with three beers in his hand. Cyn twisted her hips and pushed at Daphne’s head, but Daphne was fully on her with her hands wrapped around Cyn’s thighs — and god damn it, she felt so fucking good doing this to her.
Helpless and caught by her own wantonness, she looked to Hank with wide, imploring eyes. “Hank?” she whimpered, and then groaned and twisted again as Daphne consumed her.
Hank’s cock was ridged.
Cyn looked to his eyes for help, but all she found there was lust. “Oh shit,” she whimpered as another wave of pleasure seethed out from Daphne’s tongue and lips.
Hank took a long drink while watching them, and then set the beers down on the nightstand and crawls up on the bed to kiss her. Cyn’s clawing hand grabbed him by the neck. “Honest, Hank,” she cried. “Never like this before. Not once.”
“You look so fucking sexy right now,” he told her. “God, you are so beautiful.”
“Hank?”
“I love you, Cyn, I love you so much!”
Cyn’s orgasm began to roll over her. She gripped Hank’s hair with her right hand. With her left, she gripped Daphne’s hair and pulled her into her pussy while grinding her hips into the other woman’s mouth. “Is this what you want, Hank? You like to see me like this?” she cried in an agonized voice.
“Yes,” Hank told her, and her orgasm climaxed.
“Oh dear fucking mercy!” Cyn screamed, looking down at Daphne, who was watching her climax with wide, attentive eyes.
“Alright,” they answered together, and then giggled at each other.
They lay down on the bed together. They watched him walk out of the room and listened to him go down the stairs. Then Daphne turned to Cyn with pure lust in her eyes. “We’re going to get him hard again.”
“Yes?”
“Men love watching girl-girl action. Drives them wild,” Daphne said.
“You’ve done this before?” Cyn asked.
“No, I’ve been hanging out with bikers at parties for the last ten years, and I know what kind of porn they like,” she said with a laugh.
Cyn smiled, but the look in Daphne’s eyes told her that Daphne was seriously hot for her right now. If that look was in Hank’s eyes, she would be getting herself mentally prepared for Neanderthal sex. Before she could say anything, though, Daphne kissed her and pushed her back onto the pillow. Her hands took her breasts, milking them with amazing skill and causing Cyn to moan deeply into their kiss.
Daphne pressed her body against her and rubbed her hand down her face. It felt intensely intimate. Daphne intended to make love to her. She had made the claim that this would turn Hank on, but Cyn could feel that Daphne was fully turned on by her. Daphne had never felt so turned on before — but neither had she felt so alive since Derrick’s death, so full of the joy of living.
Daphne lowered herself to Cyn’s breasts, and while doing so, she wiggled her body between Cyn’s thighs, spreading her open. She sucked Cyn like no one had ever done before, and it felt truly amazing.
Cyn’s hands ran through Daphne’s fine blond hair, and she watched her best friend becoming even more aroused by her. Her hips began to involuntarily pump up into Daphne’s abs. Her clit was hard and aching to be touched. She hoped Hank would come in soon so she could fuck him, because Daphne was beginning to drive her wild.
They could hear his footsteps coming up the stairs. Just as he was coming down the short hallway, Daphne kissed her way down Cyn’s abs and wiggled her way farther down the bed, ass going up into the air.
“Daphne?” Cyn had time to voice before Daphne found, licked, and then sucked on her painfully hard clit.
If she was looking to produce a show for Hank, she succeeded, because her timing was perfect. Cyn’s body arched with the wild and wicked pleasure jolting through her body just as Hank came through the bedroom door with three beers in his hand. Cyn twisted her hips and pushed at Daphne’s head, but Daphne was fully on her with her hands wrapped around Cyn’s thighs — and god damn it, she felt so fucking good doing this to her.
Helpless and caught by her own wantonness, she looked to Hank with wide, imploring eyes. “Hank?” she whimpered, and then groaned and twisted again as Daphne consumed her.
Hank’s cock was ridged.
Cyn looked to his eyes for help, but all she found there was lust. “Oh shit,” she whimpered as another wave of pleasure seethed out from Daphne’s tongue and lips.
Hank took a long drink while watching them, and then set the beers down on the nightstand and crawls up on the bed to kiss her. Cyn’s clawing hand grabbed him by the neck. “Honest, Hank,” she cried. “Never like this before. Not once.”
“You look so fucking sexy right now,” he told her. “God, you are so beautiful.”
“Hank?”
“I love you, Cyn, I love you so much!”
Cyn’s orgasm began to roll over her. She gripped Hank’s hair with her right hand. With her left, she gripped Daphne’s hair and pulled her into her pussy while grinding her hips into the other woman’s mouth. “Is this what you want, Hank? You like to see me like this?” she cried in an agonized voice.
“Yes,” Hank told her, and her orgasm climaxed.
“Oh dear fucking mercy!” Cyn screamed, looking down at Daphne, who was watching her climax with wide, attentive eyes.
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