The vision of beauty is you, Lilith. So curvaceous and sexy. Beautiful eyes that just pull you in by the heart and just below a set of the plumpest mo...t delicious lips I’ve ever seen. So wet and fire-engine red begging to touch my soft lips. They purse in response to the sensations of you tugging on your beautiful hard cock. (or do you prefer it to be called a clit?) A very nice-sized cock that is shaped so perfect and not grotesquely oversized. Something delicious enough I would love to have. Nicole and I spent the next two days doing the same things, working, shopping and just hanging out. We barely discussed what had happened the other night, but we did share a few kisses here and there. I could feel the desire for my friend build up inside of me, as far as I knew, I was still straight, but becoming a bi-sexual very quickly. Friday came and after work I grabbed a bottle of red wine, then ran by the bodega and grabbed some sandwiches for Nicole and I. On the way home I passed a. Visions of courtrooms and prison-cells flitted through his head quickly, but a plaintive groan from Hope drew him out of the shocked state."Angel?" he queried again, remembering that he'd not yet had an answer.Hope looked as shocked as he felt, but the groan hadn't come from her. It had come from Yvonne's bruised form laid out beneath her across the bed."I need you to move over," he explained, and Hope scuttled away from him, eyes still wide. Yvonne's back and legs were lined with raised welts. She moves and slowly rubs her sweet soaking pussy lips either side of my cock which is rigid against my stomach. Back and forth she goes and my mind is a firework display of sensations and yet somehow she is helping to hold me back whilst delivering previously undreamed of sensations. Then suddenly she raises herself so my erection can stand upright enough for her, in one swift movement, to sink onto me and at last, I’m where I belong, deep inside the tight, hot, wet pussy of this lovely girl.