" "Oh." "Oh." Sally walked around Jill, savoring the confusion radiating from the other woman. She issued a mental command to Jill, to obey her and enjoy everything she did to Jill. "Stand still for me." Jill twitched, but settled into a pose for Sally. Sally reached out and drew her fingers along the other woman's red lips. They jutted out a little in a pucker as she pressed her red fingernail tip into Jill's mouth. Sally slid the finger all the way in, allowing Jill to lash her tongue along Sally's skin. She took her time moving it about, knowing the tip was actually in Jill's throat. Bill had trained Jill not to allow her gag reflex to interfere with the pleasure of entering her throat. Sally worked around Jill's side. Jill's dress zipped down the back. She opened Jill's zipper, sliding the metal shank slowly down to the end. Bill had the women go braless and panty free about the house, so the skin Sally found on Jill's back was not covered by bra straps. |