I was horny, I got on the bed and spread her legs and put my tongue on her pussy. Amisha has a clean shaved pussy.I move my tongue inside her pussy, t...ngue fucked her as she was moaning wild.Amisha: Yeah suck me good.She was enjoying the licking. She was pressing her boobs in ecstasy. I pushed my tongue inside. She grabbed my head in between her thighs and left a loud moan. The other hand was holding the bed railing as she was in full pleasure. Her face was a sight to see.Amisha: I am. "The incense. The smell. Isn't it amazing?" All Rosa could do was nod jerkily, her eyes glued to the woman's chest. Why did her breasts fascinate her so much? "Has this store always been here? I don't think I've ever noticed it before." Somehow she had managed to force air through her vocal chords to produce this question, and was rewarded with a smile from the woman, who she assumed was the shop's clerk. "In a way." Was all the answer she got. Rosa unhooked her arms and tried to seem. I had been raised in a religious family and, like most, had been told gays were about the most unholy affliction (Im literally quoting a Sunday school teacher I had once) on the face of the planet. When I turned 14, like all teenagers do, I rebelled against everything my parents wanted me to do and behave and dress and……well, you get the picture. But thats probably about the time I started looking outside the sheltered life my parents had thoughtfully designed and, among other things, realized. The fresh shower scent was intoxicating. She tried to resist, but Mallory heart soon melted at the feel of Daphne’s soft skin against hers. Now she timed her breathing, filling her lungs with as much of Daphne as she could. She dragged her steps, prolonging the silent walk to Daphne’s. For at least a moment everything was as it should.When they made it to the outside the door, Mallory pushed her palm into Daphne’s firm abs—pressing her against the wall. Mallory reached for the door handle while.