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Whore wife Please let me kiss you," Geri said. CHAPTER SEVEN Without waiting for an answer, Geri moved close and her lips crept across Linda's cheek till they brushed her own lips. Her tongue pronged between them. "Mmmmmmm," Linda moaned, overcome with a burning desire that she'd never known with a woman before. She kit Geri's hand creep up over her right tit. Linda sighed. "Oh, wow, you're beautiful. You're all woman. Oh, you excite me so, Linda! Oh, I love you!" Linda, overcome with affection for the girl, put her hand on Geri's head and brushed her short hair back, patting it again and again. When Linda returned the kiss, putting her tongue right between Geri's lips and exploring the soft recesses of another female mouth, it was pure sex. She began doing everything to Geri that she would do to a man. Both women's hands groped automatically for each other's crotches. Con's hand went up Linda's skirt to her moist panties and massaged the dip in her mound. She spread her thighs and wiggled down further on the seat. Geri's thighs came apart, too, when Linda's hand buried itself between her legs ...» |
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