Lesbian Seductions #53

She still pictures the minute Emily kissed her for the first time—February 17, 2016. Their shirts were gone, tits bare against each other, slow at first then greedy. Emily lifted her onto the kitchen table like she’d done it a hundred times. She felt fingers part her cunt lips, slip inside, already slick. Emily’s tongue flicked her clit in steady circles while two knuckles pushed deeper, curling hard. A drop of drool slid down her lower lip as the headboard thudded above. Emily pinched her nipple, twisted lightly, then pinched harder until she gasped. She came with her heels locked behind Emily’s back, breathing like someone punched, heart still pounding even when the kisses cooled.