1. Wife and Mistress


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: rford, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    Monica's, she was getting turned on. Looking into Monica's eyes, she realized that Monica was also getting aroused. Tricia grabbed her own tits and angled them so that her nipples would meet Monica's. Monica released a long passionate moan and closed her eyes. Tricia used the distraction to kick her legs out and over. Now she rolled taking Monica with her. Taking the the top position, Tricia pressed her tits tightly into Monica. Monica seemed shocked by the turn but fought on. Give it up Bitch!!! Tricia whispered to Monica. Never!!! You fat bitch, I'll fight with my last breath. Growled Monica. So be it!!! Growled back Tricia. With this she pressed her lips into Monica's. Monica opened her eyes wide in shock. Then closed her eyes and pressed her lips back into Tricia. Both women continued to rub their tits together. Their mouths opened and the lip pressing turned into an open mouth kiss. Monica's tongue began to parry with Tricia's. With their legs tangled together, they began pressing their pussies into each others thigh. Then Tricia felt the warm dampness from Monica's exposed pussy on her thigh. Tricia moaned and pushed her tongue down Monica's throat. Monica was stunned but quickly recovered and used her tongue to duel with Tricia's. Monica slid her hands down to Tricia's ass and pulled her close. Tricia's spandex bottoms were soaking wet on her thigh. Monica gripped the waistband and pulled up as hard as she could. Tricia broke the kiss to let out a scream and pull ...
    away from Monica. Monica held onto Tricia's spandex bottoms and pushed them down as Tricia pulled away from her. Tricia tried to stand but tripped on her spandex and fell back to the floor. Monica in the meantime had removed her own crotchless panties and now jumped onto Tricia. Tricia was ready this time and the women began to roll around on the floor. Neither could pin the other and they began to wrestle on their sides. Both were covered in sweat and they struggled to get a grip on the other. Soon, the exhaustion was too much and they passed out. Monica opened her eyes several hours later. She was face to face, tits to tits, and almost pussy to pussy with Tricia. Tricia's eyes were also open and staring back into Monica's. The sweat had long since dried. The hate and rage seemed burned out. Hands no longer gripped but caressed. Lips met in a searing kiss as nipples connected. Hands moved down to caress asses and tease pussies. Neither woman had ever touched another woman's pussy. Tricia had started the evening wanting to beat this woman to a pulp and while the thought of confronting had gotten her hot, she never would have dreamed that her fingers would be massaging Monica's clit and labia. And Monica's fingers worked a magic on her own pussy she had never felt before. Suddenly, Monica pulled away and sat up, pushing Tricia onto her back. Monica stared down at Tricia. And then dove down between Tricia's legs and began to eat her pussy. Tricia was in heaven. Steve would have ...