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Fit to be tiedAnything would be good enough for her since she didn't know exactly how one woman made love to another. "Oh, good! I love to lick and stroke across your body." Hands fumbled at her buttons, then stripped off her blouse. She looked down and saw tiny half-moon cuts on her boobs. The woman's fingernails had driven deep into her snowy white flesh to leave red marks. Somehow, as her heart beat faster and faster, those tiny cuts didn't hurt. They pulsed with a life of their own. She knew that the woman was experienced at lezzie lovemaking. This was going to be quite a lesson in life for her. "Lift your hips so I can get that horrid skirt off you. Oh, OH!" the woman exclaimed. Her lips had flowed into an "O" shape as she looked down at the girl's snatch. "It's even more beautiful than I remembered!" "And it's all for you, my dear. Go on, do what you want!" And Laurine meant it. She gasped and fell weakly back to the table when the woman stroked the insides of her thighs and then buried both index fingers up her twat ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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