"…" Esther completely took off her clothes, and I took off mine. Today she decided we'd have sex in a sixty-nine position. It's kind of embarrassing, but it's not like I have much of a choice.
I stare at her pussy, so close, while my hands hold her hips. I can feel her warm breath near my own pussy.
"Ready, Evelyn?"
"…Yeah."
"Good. Then you can start." When she says that, I feel her tongue gliding softly over my pussy. The sensation makes my body shiver; it's warm and soft, and it gives me this strange feeling.
I do the same, starting to lick her pussy, which is already wet. Doing this is a little confusing; the taste is bitter, and the feeling of licking this soft, intimate area of someone else makes me feel kind of depraved.
I push my tongue inside, feeling the heat of her pussy. It's tight, and the sensation makes me hug her tighter. Meanwhile, I feel her tongue entering and carefully exploring my folds.
