LLP-108 The Underground Model by Jean Sifton ... - OpenDrive
LLP-108 The Underground Model by Jean Sifton ... - OpenDrive
LLP-108 The Underground Model by Jean Sifton ... - OpenDrive
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Patricia nodded still speechless at the emotional intensity of the moment, and eagerly, swiftly moved her<br />
delicate fingers to her belt ... unbuckling it and drawing the zipper slowly downwards.<br />
Keeping her hands where they were, Jennifer waited breathlessly until Patricia had begun to pull her<br />
jeans down over her hips, then slipped her feet together and wriggled her legs seductively until the<br />
tight-fitting jeans had fallen in a limp bundle around her ankles.<br />
As she stepped daintily out of them, she felt Patricia's hands go around her waist and press into the base<br />
of her spine ... just above the tight elastic waistband of her panties. <strong>The</strong> older girl took a slow, deep<br />
breath, expanding her huge white breasts to their full size and sucking in her stomach at the same time to<br />
ease the removal of her flimsy panties. Patricia fitted her fingers into the waistband and drew them<br />
sensually down, pausing when the panties were halfway over the black patch of her pubic hair, to view<br />
the voluptuous curve of the upright, red-nippled breasts jiggling sexily in front of her parted lips as if<br />
urging her to fondle them. As if to speed up her disrobement, Jennifer reached down and quickly<br />
skimmed out of the silken panties, then stood entirely nude before Patricia, enjoying the look of total<br />
admiration in her eyes.<br />
Patricia realized at this moment that she didn't feel even the slightest embarrassment at gazing upon<br />
another girl's nude body. All at once, without warning, it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world<br />
to appreciate the nakedness of feminine beauty! She could feel her own nipples hardening with desire<br />
and starting to strain to a pointed peak.<br />
Patricia glanced down quickly at her breasts. <strong>The</strong> points were stiff and sensitive ... her normally quiet<br />
and soft-textured nipples had grown thick, bursting into flower like over-ripened buds!<br />
Jennifer, sensing Patricia's growing lust, began to sway her breasts towards her, bending her legs at bit to<br />
bring her nipples into delicious contact with the equally hard buds which belonged to Patricia. <strong>The</strong><br />
electrical contact took Patricia's breath away. She almost gasped aloud as the older girl's free hand<br />
massaged her own breasts in tiny teasing circles, tweaking the soft nipples into a firmer, almost<br />
tormenting hardness. Without warning, Jennifer scissored her legs open with the agility of a limbo dancer,<br />
exposing the thin slit of her vagina, nestled teasingly in the soft dark hair between her thighs. Sheer<br />
wanton desire burned out at Patricia from her dilated pupils, now half-hidden beneath her slightly closed<br />
eyelids.<br />
Patricia blushed slightly at the guilt flickering through her conscience ... Did she really have the right to<br />
have such strong desires for a member of her own sex? She squirmed her own buttocks nervously,<br />
feeling the edge of the cool, tiled wall behind her. Jennifer brushed against her once more, and she<br />
jumped at the unexpected contact and the more unexpected shock it had brought. Her breath quickened<br />
as Jennifer began to move rhythmically from side to side, letting her full, globular tits brush again and<br />
again into Patricia's ... feeling a glorious thrill each time the pointy buds made contact with one another.<br />
<strong>The</strong> steady splash of the water behind her forcibly reminded Patricia that the bath must be almost<br />
overflowing. She stepped backwards and reached out her hand for the taps ... reluctant to tear her eyes<br />
away from Jennifer's marvelous breasts. Sitting on the edge of the tub, she ran her fingers through the<br />
flowing water, testing the temperature. It seemed just right: not too hot, not too cold.<br />
Patricia lifted one leg up and lowered her foot over the side of the enameled tub, deliberately remaining<br />
in this open position for several moments so that Jennifer could feast her eyes upon the soft, pink,<br />
moistened flesh of her cunt. <strong>The</strong> thin, curved slit had peeled apart and the inner lips were succulently<br />
revealed to Jennifer's steady gaze. A light trickle of hot moisture began to run down the inner thighs of<br />
Jennifer's long, tapered legs as the warmth of the younger girl's passion fused with her own lustful<br />
feelings. But, she made no attempt to conceal her premature emission, though it was obvious from