1. BtVS: With Love And A Hippo


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Celebrities, Lesbian Sex, Author: Dawn_Summers, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    three stalls to her right, a janitorial closet behind her, the row of sinks to her left and the large mirror which hangs above them, the window which is so high up no one can see in or out but which nonetheless lets in just the smallest amount of natural light. Faith picks Dawn up by the waist and seats her on the counter between the two sinks. Dawn leans back so the back of her head is just touching the mirror behind her and grabs the faucets of the sink on either side of her, one with each hand, to brace herself as Faith squats and begins to unbuckle her sandals, letting the one shoe and then the other fall to the ground. Faith kisses the top of each foot near the ankle, then slowly makes her way up Dawn's legs, kissing one leg and the other thing with just the lightest of kisses. She's worked her way up to Dawn's knees, and then is kissing the inside of her thighs, and Dawn is frozen in place, not moving, taking only the shallowest of breaths. Faith's hands slip inside Dawn's skirt, and Dawn pushes down on the two sink faucets, braces her shoulders against the glass mirror, to lift herself just a hair off of the counter and let Faith slip off her panties, slip them down her legs, and off her feet. Faith stands, holding the pair of cotton panties, and makes a show of tucking them in the waistband of her leather pants. Then Faith kneels, and infuriatingly she has begun again at the beginning, kissing the tops of Dawn's feet, and Dawn has to stifle a scream to get on with ...
    already, that she can't take it anymore, and she chokes it down in the back of her throat. She waits as Faith carefully leaves a trail of kisses up her calves and feels a thrill of victory as Faith reaches her knees and begins to kiss the insides of her thighs. Faith whispers something, and Dawn can't hear what she says but can feel the warm breath against her thigh. And then it's only a few moments more and Faith is finally inside her, her face hidden underneath Dawn's skirt, and Dawn is struggling unsuccessfully to bite back the moans that involuntarily keep climbing their way up to her voice box from her abdomen. She closes her eyes, blocking out that avenue of sensation so that there is only the feeling of the mirror against the back of her head, the hard counter underneath her ass cushioned only by the thin fabric of her skirt, the two sink faucets each biting into a palm, and of course and most spectacularly Faith working between her legs, her tongue moving inside Dawn in rhythmic strokes that begin slow and gentle and gradually become quicker. Faith works with the concentration and skill of a seasoned veteran, drawing out levels of pleasure from Dawn like no one else can, not even Dawn herself. Twice Faith slows, drawing out the experience right when Dawn is so close to climaxing, and it requires an act of will on Dawn's part to keep a clichéd phrase like &#034delicious agony&#034 from passing through her thoughts. Even when she is being fucked in the bathroom of a ...
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