She made absolutely no effort to hide anything from my view.She made absolutely no effort to hide anything from my view. To the contrary, I think she kind of enjoyed showing her more than adequate body off for me (and, I'm sure, for Beth as well). I made a mental note to ask Ellen later if she trimmed her pubic fleece, so delicate did her treasures look. The growth of her curls was quite sparse; in fact, I found it quite amazing that Beth's thick forest of much darker curls completely hid her cuntal slit, whereas the thin crack of Ellen's pussy was quite visible through the hairs. Ellen devoured Beth with her soft, bluish-green eyes. Her voice was soft as the morning. "Would you like me to give you a rim job?" Beth seem mesmerized by this woman. She managed only to nod her head in affirmation. Her hand was just below Ellen's melon-like right breast. For a second, I thought she was going to cup it. I tried to imagine her doing so, hoping that she could read my mind, but my little trick didn't work, she just kept her hand stationary beneath the hanging globe. "Kneel on the floor. Rest the top of your body on the sofa cushion," said Ellen, her voice devoid of its previous nervousness. Beth curled her legs to her chest and pushed herself past the still seated woman. I loved her nakedness. My cock was now throbbing. Stealthily, I slipped my hand under the towel and got a good grip on myself. This is one show I knew I would really enjoy. "Like this?" asked Beth, moving to a kneeling position at the far right side of the sofa and leaning forward, resting her chest on the blue velvet cushion and the side of her head on her forearm. "That's just fine," said Ellen, sliding off the sofa and moving to a seated position to Beth's left. Ellen leaned slightly forward, her left breast scraping Beth's hip. "So this is what you had to work with. What a perfect ass!" I thought to myself, "How true!" as I watched Ellen place the palms of her hands over each of the twin hemispheres and gently squeeze the pure white flesh. |