1. The Divorcee's Intuition (Proposition part 3)


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Mature, Taboo, Author: dantheman1980, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    relationships where you have a little trust, a little love and a lot of desire. A lot of awkward fumbling too...' Rachel laughed. Her breast bounced against Donna's cupped hand and so she squeezed and mimicked a horn sound. Soon they were in fits of giggles, before she continued... 'Or you can have the old relationship that's taken it's knocks, where there's either no trust or no love left...' 'Steve!' Donna hugged her tight. 'So when your long tried and tested BFF has sex with you and she knows what she's doing, yeah it's an expression of love and so, yeah, we totally just made love...' The smile was so wide across Rachel's face. Even with Donna lying behind her, she felt the need to hide it in her shyness. Suddenly she was breathing raggedly and Donna thought she was crying. When she asked if she was alright: 'A simple yes would have been good, but I think I just came again....' 'You what?' 'I think you just Jedi Mind Fucked me,' Rachel laughed but it was no joke. She turned to Donna and again they were in each other's arms, kissing soflty but then soon after the passion returned. 'Let me make love to you...' 'You're gonna make me have feelings for you, girl,' Donna warned, hugging her close. 'I'm not asking for your hand in marriage, dork. Just let me love you back,' Rachel assured and began to trail pretty little kisses from her lips to her navel. Donna purred. 'What have I started?!' Evening came and Rachel was late through the door. There in the kitchen, sat Emma, ...
    eating breakfast cereal, content enough to bring a grateful smile to Rachel's burning lips. How beautiful she was, her waist long, naturally curling hair with her father' colour. At eighteen she was now nearly a fully developed woman, with her mother's ample breast and modest hip. Perfectly though, so perfectly, she was at that stage where puppy fat was a commodity and lean fitness was trying too hard. With her mother's good genes, she could be forever young. And her ginger locks against her porcelain skin made her look like a perfect little china doll. The faint freckles under her eyes, on her nose and wherever the sun kissed her the most; she was like an angel, in a golden glow against the setting sun. 'Mom, where have you been? I was worried...' Rachel calmly waltzed over to her and kissed her on the forehead before setting up the coffee machine, talking nervously all the while. 'That all depends how broad minded you are...' Emma froze and looked at her queerly, as a smile dared not to curl the corners of her lips too hastily. 'Err, what am I supposed to say to that, mom? Just spit it out...' 'I'm sorry I'm late. I had a hot date. How's that?' How cute Emma's face was when she laughed, the way her nose wrinkled up and the dimples of her cheeks deepened. Rachel smirked and put her tongue firmly in cheek as the first aromas of steamed roasted coffee grounds filled her senses. 'Yeah I didn't see that coming. Really, wow, who is he?' 'She's a &#034she&#034, baby,' Rachel declared ...
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