"Gorgeous," she said, her voice wavering, her green eyes misty with passion. "Lift your dress. You'll see how the high heels tighten the cheeks of you... ass." The words were out. She waited, for what seemed like an eternity."I'm not wearing panties, remember?" Tiffany teased."So? We're both female. I've got the same equipment as you." She tried smiling, but her passion turned it into a hungry leer.Tiffany glanced in the mirror, saw the look on Linda's face as she leaned against the desk. She. “Step one, remove shirt and/or bra. Step two, remove remaining clothing,” she spoke to herself as if it needed instructions.She removed my bra and shirt, I felt her hand caress my stiff nipples, the feel of her hand directly on my skin made me unconsciously shiver. She did this for some time.She bent down and I felt her mouth, her sweet caress as she kissed my breasts, tasting them with her lips and tongue. It was incredible. I felt pleasure rising, it shot through me. Pleasure I never knew. ..so I can prepare myself" No problem." Well ... do you have any special requests?" I don't know ... You said that I do not necessarily have to wash me before ..." I confirm. You seem a clean person and therefore, you can put in my mouth or make me lick everything you want ... in whatever condition it is ... this thing excites me a lot".I stared at him in his blue eyes"John ... my mouth will do anything you want ... you can vent in my throat all your worst perversions" He narrowed his mouth. "Uggghhhh, fuck! You defintely got a mouth on you!" Jessie cried as her mother’s tongue flicked her flesh-button before diving deeply into her slit. Her mother’s tongue slithered between each fold, licking up whatever creamish nectar it could find. Janet was ravenous. If she could have, she would have crawled right inside her daughter—tongue first, of course! Instead, she licked her daughter mercilessly. She was relentless as she flicked her wicked tongue up and down her daughter’s swollen.