Seanna's hand went under Sandy's gown, and began to play with her breasts, little humming sounds escaping her lips.Seanna's hand went under Sandy's gown, and began to play with her breasts, little humming sounds escaping her lips. Her fingers plucked gently at Sandy's 'berries', squeezing the young woman's large firm globes. Sandy pursed her lips over Seanna's lengthening love bud, and sucked gently, coaxing it further from it's nest. She ran her tongue over the ridge above it, tracing it's outline. 'Is that nice?' she asked. 'Ummm. Yeeesss. Don't stop.' Sandy worked her tongue tip around the red head's soft pink valley, exploring, looking for the highest centers of sensitivity. She slowly stroked the entrance of the older woman's tunnel. She flicked her tongue back to her trigger, poking it gently. She pressed her tongue tip gently at the entrance to Seanna's urethra, sending chills into the red head's body. 'Is it good?' she murmured. 'Unh hunh. Gooood.' Suddenly, with a wicked gleam in her eyes, she sat up, 'Well, I think I've said 'thank you' enough. I'd like some, too.' 'You fox! It was just getting nice!' 'Well, then, slide around,' Sandy guided Seanna's hips onto the couch, helping her to lie back comfortably. Then raising her gown over her hips, carefully set a knee on each side of Seanna's head, and bending forward, resumed her attentions. 'See, we can both be busy,' she said. Seanna grinned as she guided the younger woman's hips downward. She clamped her open mouth onto the brown- fuzzed lips, kissing the entire organ at once, savoring the perfume of Sandy's excitement. Sandy had resumed her gentle tongue- prodding, finding the tip of the red-head's trigger, working it gently with her lips. |