It was a bold move on Ellen's part, but the foreplay had left Beth in a transfixed mood, her modesty long forgotten.It was a bold move on Ellen's part, but the foreplay had left Beth in a transfixed mood, her modesty long forgotten. Ellen knew she had won, and planted the victory flag by running two fingers into the pink divide and easing them right into the naturally lubricated cuntal opening. Beth gasped out loud as she felt the fingers enter her. Bill and I excitedly watched the two digits slowly disappear into the splayed portal. "It's like a lake!" exclaimed Ellen, moving her fingers back and forth inside Beth's canal. The slurping sound that we all heard was ample evidence that Beth was past the point of no return. Her moans were now loud and prolonged. Ellen withdrew her glistening fingers and brought them to her mouth. Incredulously, I watched as she greedily sucked the cum-laden digits, tasting Beth's pungent juices on her tongue. When she took the fingers out of her mouth, she looked back down at the twin spheres beneath her. "Show me your ass again," she ordered in a firm, somewhat demanding voice, then watched as Beth unhesitatingly offered her upturned cheeks to Ellen. "Higher!" demanded Ellen. "Present yourself!" Beth arched her back even more, raising her abdomen well off the carpet, poking her ass out smartly. "That's much better," said Ellen. "What do you want me to do?" "Spank me!" cried Beth. "Reach back and open yourself up first. Show us that cute little button!" Ellen was in complete control now; Beth would be willing to do anything, and she knew it. She felt Beth's hands work between her own spread legs and then come to rest on the still glowing ass cheeks. Boldly, Beth pried her own flesh apart, exposing the tiny button. Ellen pounced on the opportunity immediately, leaning over until her chest was planted in the small of Beth's back, flattening her breasts against Beth's body, digging her sex into the upper part of Beth's naked body. In another instant, her face was inside the parted buns, planting a soft kiss on the crinkly rosebud. Beth screamed out, as if a jolt of lightning had struck her, as Ellen worked her tongue into the puckered opening. |