
Wendy, the Bisexual Hedonist @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424
on Tuesday, Sept. 27 – 7 AM to 4 PM
…continued from part 5
Neither one of us could take it anymore. Our emotions were more real and more intense than either one of us could have imagined. With Angie’s fingers pumping in and out of my pussy, my heart throbbing, she brought forth more and more of my juices. I wanted – no, I needed – to do the same to her. With my tongue still wrapped around hers in her mouth, I quickly unbuttoned her shirt and lifted up her skirt. She tasted just like my special pill. Unlike me she did have a pair of panties on as I could feel the lace.
Though I hesitated since I did not want to let her fingers stop fucking me, I quickly moved so that I had her pinned against the pillow. Angie laid back as if she knew what I was getting ready to do. With her skirt over my head I quickly pulled down the black panties and let them drop to the floor. My tongue that was just in her mouth quickly found its new place. Hearing her softly moaning, I knew that my tongue was vibrating just right against her swollen clitoris.







Erotic voyeurism is so much fun watching Lyla and Zoey do the dirty. Remember when you were younger, you would spy on your parents fucking, your sister in the shower, or the girl next door. It’s not a bad thing. As a matter of fact, it can be a turn-on for both parties. I’m the naughty neighbor and love the kinky feeling of being watched. This past weekend, I washed my car dressed in a little black tank top and my short shirt. I made sure some guys were out working in their yard. If anyone was watching this erotic voyeurism, I might as well put on a good show. 