1. A late night university project..


    Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: tallincanada, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    and panties as I pull my sl**pshirt up and over my head. She crawls on top of me, grabbing a wrist in each hand. Leaning forward she gives me a quick kiss and sucking on my lower lip and biting gently on it for a moment; her breasts pressed hard into mine. Still holding my wrists, and in what could only be described as a down dog yoga pose, her mouth found first my right, and then my left nipples and back again. Her tongue dancing across each with a tremendous amount of skill. I arch my back, following her mouth, not wanting her to stop before she latches onto the other. When she stops, I’m nearly breathless. Her hands glide down my sides and find my ass. She gives each ass cheek a firm squeeze, her finger nails biting into my soft flesh just enough to make me flex and tighten my ass; thrusting my sopping wet pussy up into her eager mouth. We lock eyes for a fraction of a second; she looks almost cat-like buried between my thighs. With a slow glide of her tongue down my entire slit, my eyes nearly roll back before she settles ...
    into rhythm of running her tongue up & down over my clit while simultaneously sucking ever so perfectly. I run my fingers through her hair and fuck her face. She doesn’t drop a beat as I heard a quick rustle followed by a sudden coolness inside of me. I haven’t felt that in nearly a decade, not since I took my first cock. She took the thick permeant marker from the table and was fucks me with it as she eats me out. My own orgasm isn’t far off. She senses this and picks up her pace slightly. I let out a long, low groan as I push her face down onto my clit. Cumming with an intensity I’ve never experienced from being eaten out. I come back to my senses and she lifts her head up, smiling with my juices all over her face. She quickly wipes her face clean with her shirt and crawls up in my arms. She brushes her cheek against my ear and meekly says, “It’s always the quiet ones, isn’t it?” It’s true, I didn’t know she had the side to her. We lay there for a time before putting ourselves back together and going up to bed, hand in hand.
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