nodded.
“Take off your bra,” Emma said, feeling around her flat tummy.
The blonde reached up and complied, dropping the garment to the floor and lett ing her pale breasts hang free. Firm with youth, they seemed only more beautiful without the bra’s support.
Feeling an incredible surge of arousal, Emma traced the undersides of the girl’s breasts, marvelin g at their firm and responsive warmth. She squeezed them a few times, noticing Diana’s nipples grow even harder - and then she licked around the areolas, before taking a nipple into her mouth. Her breasts even tasted good, an intimate trace flavor of sweat on Emma’s tongue…
“How’s that feel?” Lydia asked.
Diana sighed, her eyes locked on Emma’s play. “Good…”
“Rub yourself,” Lydia said, touching near her pink panties.
A tentative hand reached down and began a gentle rub against the small wet spot on her panties.
“Very good,” Lydia said, watching.
Emma played with Diana’s chest to her heart’s content, trading off with Lydia after a few minutes. She sat back and watched her almost-naked girlfriend play with the young blonde’s tits, surprisingly aroused. She thought she’d be jealous, but the sight was an incredible turn on.
Meanwhile, Diana’s own hand picked up a little speed as the chest play began having an obvious effect on her.
After getting her fill of the girl’s firm young tits, Lydia took her by the sides and carefully laid her on the middle of the bed, propping her head up with a pillow. The blonde took up rubbing her panties again without being ordered to.
“You ever fantasized about eating pussy?” Lydia asked, rubbing Diana’s thighs with each hand.
“No…”
“Never?” Lydia said softly, rubbing higher. “Not even once? Maybe about a celebrity, or one of your friends?”
Diana shook her head.
“Well, we’ll just have to warm you up a little, then…”
Emma watched in amazement as her girlfriend massaged and manipulated Diana with a subtle domineering attitude she found incredibly sexy. She wondered where this side of her had been hiding all this time…
Lydia swatted Diana’s hand away, not letting the girl relieve her growing tension. She kissed around her pink panties, taking care to breath warmly on them. Diana began squirming.
“Emma,” Lydia said, catching her gaze. “Climb on her face, will you?”
She didn’t have to be asked twice. Emma swung a leg over Diana’s face, setting both her knees on the pillow. She held herself an inch or two over the blonde’s face - Diana stared at the dark spot on her white panties, overwhelmed.
“Diana,” Lydia ordered softly. “ Lick her panties.”
She made a little noise of hesitation that sounded almost like a squeal, but obliged. Lifting her head a little, she ran her tongue across the fabric.
Emma watched her do it, struggling to contain herself. As much as she would enjoy doing everything to this girl, it was just as enjoyable making her do things… she felt Diana move a little, and she glanced back to see Lydia licking the girl’s pink panties.
“So that’s how it is…”
“Mm-hmm,” Lydia responded. “Diana, you’ll get what you give. I want you to pull Emma’s panties to the side.”
A thin arm reached up around her leg, partially gripping it to get a good angle. A shaking finger pulled at her panties, sliding the bottom to the side and exposing her soaked sex. Diana’s green eyes fixated on her obvious arousal.
Emma glanced back and saw Lydia pulling the girl’s pink panties aside in the same manner.
“Do you want to feel good, Diana?” the brunette asked, her tone wicked.
“Yes…”
“You know what to do.”
They stayed like that for a few long moments, Lydia poised between Diana’s legs, Emma kneeling above her face.
Emma watched the emotions running through Diana’s gorgeous face. She was obviously torn, and even… crying! A few tears squeezed from either of the girl’s eyes, running down her
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