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Again she nodded, biting her lower lip, and breathing
in through her nose. I smiled at her and rolled her clit about between
my fingers. "Feels good, does it?" She couldn't respond, she
was so overcome with ecstacy. I bent my face low between her legs covered
in down, and breathed deeply her wonderful scent. Once more inserting
my finger, I smeared juice on her lips and her nose.
"Don't you think you smell wonderful?" I asked and plunged
deep between her legs, holding them about my shoulders. She gasped and
made all kinds of tiny noises as I avidly licked her inner labia. Mouth-watering
sauce moistened my tongue as I penetrated her, and she let out a yelp.
At this, I had reluctantly to raise my head.
"Quiet girl!" I hissed. "Do you want the household to
here you?" Obediently, she shook her head, and I returned mine
to its proper place. Now, I was after her orgasm, so while I licked
over her clit quickly, I placed two fingers inside her, trusting her
to squirm when I hit Gold. She had trouble stifling herself her orgasm;
it was quite intense, and took a long while of licking to complete.
She enjoyed it though, and I was happy for having done it.
My face glistened in the mirror as I helped her down. I took her hands
away from fixing her hair and clothes though. "You may as well
wait," I said and hopped up on the counter, slippery now from Anna-Maria's
delightful sex. Unlike Anna-Maria, I had not been allowed to wear knickers
to this party; a punishment for ... well, that's another story, isn't
it? Anna-Maria gaped, breathless, when I lifted my skirts, staring at
my Swedishly blonde pubis.
I smiled. "Did you expect something different?" Anna-Maria
was awestruck, glancing back and forht between it and my dirty blonde
hair.
"I ... how ...?" she studdered.
