’ The voice was melodious, familiar, calming in its sing-song tone. I reached for the flagon and heard an audible sigh, as the dry, taut bone of a h...nd closed for a long moment over the signet ring on my index finger. At a second sigh, my hand was released, and I drank greedily from the flagon. The wine was rich, red, delicious to the taste. I could not achieve my fill of it. ‘And bread. Eat a morsel of bread.’ Once more the hand appeared from the darkness, offering me a fine, thinly crusted. She does it incredibly intensely, deeply touching the tongue of the inside of her girlfriend's vagina. Julia at this point gets an amazing wave of orgasms one after the other:Ah .... ah ... au ... whore! Let it! ... different words flutter from the mouth, tearing away with the amazing wave of powerful orgasms of a charming teenager! And Daria behaves as if the devil has joined her! Smyra tongue inside the friend's pussy more and more, more and more intensively, regardless of the fact that the. .” She swallowed and glanced at Talib.“Are you wondering what I taste like?” I asked, such heat surging through me.She nodded her head and licked her lips again. I smiled at her then I stretched out on the bed, my round breasts rising and falling. My futa-dick throbbed over my belly. My pink nipples ached atop my breasts, begging to be played with. I fought off the urge to grab them and twist.“Come and taste me,” I purred. “Love me with your mouth.”Wahida glanced at Talib, her body trembling.. Clive had once tried to talk me into letting him take some glamour photos of me, before I was married, it didn't come to anything but it was a very tempting.We set off on foot, it was only a few hundred yards we had a drink to be sociable and bought the wine, on the way back the heavens opened, thunder, lightening and awfully heavy rain. We were in the middle of the green and made a dash for the closest shelter which happened to be Clive's house.We fell through the door laughing, the water.