Molly writhed and twisted. "Oh, Lisa, I know you're exploring, but can you explore later and lick me now?"
I moved in and placed my mouth against her. My nose touched her rigid c******s as my tongue reached inside, tasting her, loving her. Molly orgasmed, twitching, yelling. My mouth open, taking in her essence, drinking her love. I licked her opening, teasing those nerves. My hands moved up, capturing a n****e, pinching, pulling. Molly, a sweaty wreck in my arms, just lying there and filling my mouth, over and over.
Five minutes? A half-hour? We couldn't remember. I rolled out from between Molly's legs, looked at her, and laughed.
"You're a wreck."
Molly fixed me with an evil grin. "Your turn. Spread em."
A woman loves differently. Molly's lips and tongue were softer. Her touch more
