"What am I doing; why, why did I even come here?" Dorothy asked herself even as she used her right hand to open Margot's vulva.
Like a flower, Margot's inner lips looked like the petals of the prettiest flower opening itself. Dorothy reached her tongue out and licked from perineum to the very top of Margot's slit. Margot's fat c******s protruded and Dorothy flicked her tongue aggressively over the nub. This elicited a groan from the beautiful red head and Dorothy felt a wave of elation wash over her.
Opening Margot's s*x more fully, Dorothy stuffed her tongue into Margot's wet s*x. She lapped feverishly, tasting Margot's delicious bouquet. She shuddered with pleasure as she felt Laurel's tongue slap against her own overheated s*x.
"I, I love it. I love it," Dorothy admitted to herself a
