tempting as she slowly ran her lips from her curvy
ankles up to her inner thigh.
Cherie looked up at the stars peeking
out from their celestial blankets as Jett swirled her tongue around
her clit. It had been eons since anyone had tasted her. She exhaled
heavily as she felt her mound being teased by Jett's lips and
exploring tongue. She buried her face inside Cherie's pussy as she
ran her wet fingers through her short black hair. Her hair danced
around the edge of the water the deeper Jett thrust her tongue
inside her.
"My god it's been way too fucking
long" Cherie said exhaling faster.
Cherie raised her hips slightly off
the ground as Jett's thrashing of her tongue inside her cunny
increased exponentially. She looked down at Jett's head mowed her
tongue against her slit mound. She looked tomboyish and as hot as
any sexual mirage the desert could conjure up. She stopped licking
Cherie's pussy and stood up, removing her jeans while never taking
eyes off of her. She stood naked from the waist down with her moist
pussy aching for attention. Jett grabbed Cherie's ankles and held
them midair in spread-eagle fashion as she rubbed her clit against
Cherie's, up and down in a figure-8 sweeping motion. Waves rippled
the small water inlet as Jett grinded her clit against Cherie's in
tribbing circles. She continued her perpetual grind against her
while staring into her eyes.
"Fuck that clit harder baby" Cherie
squealed as Jett increased the pounding pressure of her pinkish
clit against the waves lapping into her lover's neck.
" Fuck it harder ! Please !" Cherie again pleaded, this time spitting the words up at
Jett.
Jett banged her pussy against Cherie's
clit even harder and rammed her fingers up inside her cunt while
saliva dripped from her mouth onto Cherie's tits. She then brought
her cum-soaked fingers and dipped them into Cherie's mouth,
swirling them around her lashing tongue.
Cherie bit into her lip as her pussy
orgasmed with Jett's cum and spit all over her clit.
They both rocked their pussies
together as the water splashed against their hair. Cherie rolled
Jett over on her back and looked into her luscious green eyes with
the scent of cum that seemed to cascade between them.
She then kissed her longingly and held
her in her arms at the surface of the pond.
Chapter 2: The Blue Fire in the Crystal Ball
Lilith didn't bear the look of an
impressed boss. At least, not the usual look. She had not spoken to
Jett since before her capture, but she wasn't too keen on
expressing worry about any of her trained minions getting snapped
up, nor did she fathom it a great idea that they let the deputy and
stagecoach live to tell the tale. Certainly now that they knew what
Cherie and Luna looked like, there would be wanted posters all over
town and what's more, they didn't conceal the direction they rode
off in. What they should have done, Lilith thought, was ride off in
a direction that was the exact opposite of their encampment, and
not a direct line. It was a bit too late for regretting it
however.
Lilith looked up at the night sky and
marveled at the starry omen that streaked above the clouds. A comet
soared high overhead and Lilith usually took such marvels as a
harbinger of bad luck, like carrying around a black cat or breaking
a dozen mirrors on Sunday. She walked over to Jett and embraced her
conservatively.
"So, I trust that you didn't give
those tin-starred cretins any of the info on our gang that they
wanted, right?" Lilith asked her, trying to sound
rhetorical.
" Of
course not .
You don't honestly think I would rat out my own, do you?" Jett
replied.
"Not intentionally, no. In the past
however there have been pretty clever ways they have employed to
get my girls to give up some relevant information without them even
being aware of it. That is what they train their lapdogs to do. Did
you share a cell with anyone?" Lilith said, trying not to sound too
assumptive.
"Well no. Not really. There was