<b>Name:</b><a class="link link--external" href="https://pasteboard.co/JJ2q6d4.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Sally, NSFW</a>.<br/><b>Location:</b>Beach House -> Downstairs Media Room<br/><b>Tagged:</b><a class="username" data-user-id="34307" data-username="@Colonel_Liam" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34307/">@Colonel_Liam</a><a class="username" data-user-id="20459" data-username="@LeaT" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/20459/">@LeaT</a>(Heather)<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(242, 174, 223)">Sally had no idea where the confidence had come from to issue the command for Heather to continue. It had just felt like the most natural thing to and now that she being cleaned, as much as was possible with a tongue already covered in her own juices she started to giggle between moan. The giggling stopped however when Her new friend, girlfriend, lover, fwb or whatever they had just become began to tug on her nipples with her teeth. It was a sharp pain that caused her to yelp but more with surprise than with pain as the pain soon turned into a pleasure she had often explored herself while masturbating but of course using her fingers instead. <br/>
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 Then as Heather positioned herself on top, to kiss her and share all the cum she had gathered on the way between Sally's two sets of lips, she kissed her deeply, licked some of the cum off her lips. Their tongues danced and the thick fluids went back and forth between their mouths. It was not an entirely unfamiliar taste, she had after all sucked off a guy once and taken his load in her mouth but at the time she had not liked it. Baxter's cum tasted slightly different. It was sweeter and had a thicker, creamier texture than she remembered the other guy having.<br/>
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With their wet, sensitive pussies practically touching, as they kissed and shared the mix of sexual fluids, Sally almost instinctively thrust her hips upwards slapping her pussy against Heather's. She had seen girls fucking this way in porn videos but had never expected it to feel as good as that one slap did. Already two orgasm into the evening she felt a third one was not far away if she kept up the stimulation so she thrust upwards again, a bit harder this time and then again, wrapping her left leg around Heather's right leg and grabbing her ass to push her down towards the continuing thrusts.<br/>
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With the alarm not actually having gone off she was not only not aware that the fifteen minutes were up but also not aware that Baxter left the media room to go and get them much needed water and towels to clean up before claiming their prize. Even if she had been the slapping on labia against labia, clit against clit, and the sloppy wet noises it made her completely forget all about Baxter now that he was no longer making his presence obvious. <br/>
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She grabbed onto Heather's braid again and used it to pull her to the side and roll over so that Sally was on top and once she was she began to really pound her own pussy against Heather's. She lifted her torso off of Heather by fully extending her arms so she could look down into Heather's eyes and take in the sight of her messy face. In that position she almost felt like a guy fucking a girl and whether it was that feeling or the violently intense stimulation of her clit as it slapped against Heather's pussy she would not be able to say but she let out an almost growling cry as the third orgasm of the evening overtook her and then she collapsed on to of Heather.<br/>
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She was panting hard and it wasn't until Baxter spoke she remember he was even there. She sat up and took one of the glasses of water and emptied it almost in one single motion. She then grabbed one of the towels and despite her shaky legs and being light-headed to the point of being dizzy she managed to stand up and towel off most of the mess on the front of her body.<br/>
"I am so not jealous of whoever gets to do the laundry at the end of the week," she said and started to giggle.<br/>
The giggle intensified when Baxter asked Heather what her father would think if he had seen her in the state she was while reminding them both that he himself had only played a minor part in creating the mess.</span>