Unlike a Virgin

Robin wished her tongue were a prick, that she might pop through Bonnie's virginal seal here and now. Could she stiffen her tongue enough to perform that task? The pain would be fleeting, the joy unending. How many girls had deflowered other girls? But she couldn't. Her tongue refused to fulfill her wishes and Robin could only dart its tip against the little opening in the middle of Bonnie's flower, pushing as if she meant to drive right through. The tough membrane was too resilient for her to accomplish anything else. But that little bit was more than enough, it seemed, for as Robin's tongue became more and more insistent on her cherry, Bonnie exploded with her most massive come yet. It was physiologically unlikely, but it felt as if she were unleashing gallons of cunt juice into Robin's sucking mouth, strangling the blonde girl with syrupy fluids. Bonnie was wildly orgasmic now, and she transmitted some of her thrashing convulsive energy into the task of eating Robin's twat. Her teeth scraped the blonde's cunt mound, nipping at the pussy flanges, tongue going mad on Robin's clit ...»