Now the girlfriends spent a fair amount of time talking about sex, and in great detail. They reported back to each other pretty much every time either...of them had sex. They held back nothing. They compared lots of notes, talked about things to try, how that went, shared their devious plans and spent plenty of time talking about what the other thought about the sex with their partner.Yvonne was back from her three-week visit to California. Kelly had filled her in on how she took care of. She let out a soft, blissful sigh as her pee continued to water and rain down on the plant and felt the relief flush her body hot and her nipples to pucker and tighten more under the shirt. Once she felt the plant had received enough of her pee, she closed her pee-hole and pulled back from the plant and admired her work briefly with a grin. Then, turning on her heel and going into deep thought, she looked around the kitchen for possible places to urinate next. When she couldn’t find any place. My faced resting between her boobs, her lips approached mine and I tilted up a bit. Our lips locked together in a wet passionate kiss, our tongues wrestling in our mouths. Every suck of the mouth left my manhood begging for more, grasping desperately at her soft, plump cushions. She made soft mmm sounds as we made out. Her head moved back and forth, left to right, her body slowly dancing in place like she was giving a lap dance. ‘Your girlfriend doesn’t have tits like these, does she?’ she. She licked each and every drop of cum from my dick and her face. I knew she was a bit tired from this, but I needed the bitch horny again. I lifted her and threw her on the bed and tore away her panty.As soon as I spread her legs her wet pussy was all pink and juicy. I licked her legs and slowly reached her inner thighs. Uff her inner thighs are so so soft and smooth. I just rubbed my face against them and then sandwiched my face between her thighs. The softness, silkiness was sexy.I couldn’t.