She is beautiful in her own way. The way she looks at me when we talk the softness of her skin when we hug. We wanted each other so bad the passion in her eyes making me rip off her clothes as she did mine. It was just a matter of time this was going to happen. Leaning over grabbing her breasts in both of my hands putting her nipples in my mouth biting them teasing her. I know how bad she wanted my body my hands ran down her back feeling her soft, smooth, silky skin kissing her down to her mound. Her hot box was so wet with her sweet juices spilling out of her. Her clit swollen and aching with anticipation. My tongue rolling side to side around her sensitive clit spreading her legs further apart sliding my tongue even deeper making her squeal louder for more. It just didn’t stop there we went all night long. My best friend has now turned into one of the best lovers I have ever had. What are best friends for!Steamy Kisses,
Summer
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