"Oh, God," she gasped, licking her lips, "oh God, Mick, oh, it."Oh, God," she gasped, licking her lips, "oh God, Mick, oh, it...it's incredible..." "Yes, yes, my beautiful baby," I encouraged, "she's so beautiful and she's fucking you, Andy, fucking you with her sweet, gorgeous tongue." "Oh, God, oh, oh, yes, fuck me, fuck me, precious," Andrea whimpered the words as her head began thrashing from side to side on the soft, silk pillow. And then Ginny picked up the chant. As her lips and tongue moved in ever quickening circles around Andrea's unbearably excited pussy, Ginny groaned loudly, gutturally, animalistically and plunged her stiffened tongue deep, deep into Andrea's honey- dipped tunnel, swirling it madly around Andrea's steamy, slippery, exquisitely tight cavern, greedily lapping the sweet, fragrant juices freely flowing from the soft tissues buried within her. Andrea screamed. Her thighs snapped shut on Ginny's head. Her hips rose from the bed and she pushed her pussy up tighter against Ginny's mouth as if that movement would propel the other woman's rigid tongue deeper into her. Andrea's hands, which had been guiding Ginny's head, now went their separate ways; one to her nipples, which she squeezed and pulled mercilessly, the other to her cunt. Her fingertips sought and found her neglected, excruciatingly sensitive clit and began flicking it. Watching them, entwined, moving sensually as one, listening to their primal, urgent lust sounds, smelling the overpowering aroma generated by the incredible sexual intensity these two beautiful women conjured in each other's secretions was overwhelming me. My swollen balls ached and my stiff cock danced and throbbed uncontrollably as if frantically trying to draw my attention to it. How desperately I wanted my flesh to join theirs, how deeply I resented being excluded from their passions, yet, confusing as it was, my gratification seemed somehow inexorably bound to Andrea's as she lingered precariously on the precipice of ultimate pleasure. My decision was made. Uncomfortable as I was, I moved down the bed and, kneeling next to Andrea's gyrating hips, grabbed her thighs and gently pried them away from Ginny's head. Through her taut black stockings, I could feel the tension in Andrea's smooth muscles, I could feel the heat rising from her body and, vicariously as it was, I could participate in Andrea's orgiastic joy as Ginny's talented mouth sought to administer her coup de grace. |