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We'll Always Have Paris-1

Date: 10/2/2015, Categories: First Time, Lesbian Sex, Masturbation, Author: stif266, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

around Diana and rested the side of her face on the other woman's back as she pulled herself close. In the dimly lit room, Diana remained motionless, afraid that any movement on her part would break the spell and destroy what seemed to be a dream. But it was not a dream, she knew that. She had heard the door open and she'd known instantly that it was Susan. And then when she'd heard Susan undressing behind her, she realized their time of magic had begun. She turned in Susan's arms now and kissed Susan's mouth. Their arms around each other for the first intense contact, mouth against mouth, the kiss consumed them, a lasting kiss, a brief respite, then another long kiss. Diana was overwhelmed by excitement. The feel of Susan's body in her arms was marvelous. Susan's mouth had a sweet taste. The scent of her hair, her perfume, excited Diana, an excitement more intense than anything she'd felt in years. She held Susan's face in her hands and kissed Susan's eyes. &#034Don't say a word,&#034 Diana whispered. &#034Not yet.&#034 She dropped to her knees and pulled Susan's panties down her hips and thighs and legs, and then off her feet. Then she clutched Susan's ass in her hands and buried her face into Susan's small bush. She could hear the sudden intake of Susan's breath as she breathed in the musky scent of Susan's sex. Finally, Diana pulled her face away and rose. She led Susan to an upholstered chair, urged her to sit. Susan looked puzzled. &#034Diana?&#034 &#034No ... talking,&#034 Diana said. &#034Not yet.&#034 As Susan watched her in silence, Diana undressed, removed everything until she was naked. She cupped her breasts in her hands, brushed her nipples with her palms, then returned to Susan and knelt before her. Their eyes met once more, so much expressed in the silence, nothing heard but their breathing and an occasional noise from the city outside the window. Then Susan's eyes narrowed and she seemed to understand. Diana sat on her haunches as Susan slumped back in the chair and lifted her legs over the upholstered arms. Her eyes sultry, Susan slid her hands down over the insides of her thighs before she pulled her hands away to cover her sex. Unable to remain passive any longer, Diana touched Susan's ankles, then slowly ran her hands up Susan's shapely legs and down the insides of her smooth thighs to her groin. Their hands met, their eyes locked, and then Susan pulled her hands away from her belly and left the field to Diana. With a gentle tug at Susan's waist, Diana urged Susan to slide forward on the seat of the chair a bit and then pull her knees even further back. Now Susan was completely exposed, everything visible, her thighs flexed, her legs dangling over the arms of the chair, a faint blush in her face as everything was revealed to Diana's eyes. Diana leaned forward to sniff at her first, to get Susan's scent, to get the musk of Susan's sex in her nose again. The mixture of natural scents and faint perfume made Susan completely ...