A TRIBUTE to the KING

Little Lesbian Lost

As we started talking Sheila confessed her lesbianism. I told her I was straight. Then I admitted I’d been rubbing myself when she called. That was all the encouragement needed. She pulled my robe down enough to reveal one boob, which she then began to suckle. I’d never been so awkwardly turned-on. Complete surrender came when she reached under gown for my now contracting pussy. Her soft fingers tickled it until I was begging oral. She responded—but without removing my panties. She simply blew on my clit and nibbled at it through the wet cloth. Finally, she pushed them aside and slipped her tongue in my hole, moving it in and out like a small but wet cock, all the while expertly kneading my butt cheeks. I came copiously!

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