Learning with Nanney

Annie Wolf wanted someone to show her how two women touch. Nanney knew every move worth learning. They drew close. Their lips met hard and slow at first, then faster. Older mouth, younger mouth—hot and hungry. Nanney dropped between Annie’s thighs and licked, long strokes across a wet pussy that tasted young and sweet. Annie slid down and pressed kisses across Nanney’s soft skin, tracing the line of each breast, each rib. Her tongue tasted salt, her breath came short. Nanney latched onto Annie’s tight nipples and sucked until they throbbed. Fingers followed—two hands working in rhythm, sliding inside two slick cunts at the same time. Annie’s hips jerked. A sharp cry broke from her throat as Nanney’s knuckles curled and pressed. Annie came hard, thighs shaking against the older woman’s mouth and hand, wetness coating Nanney’s fingers and chin.