Please Make Me Lesbian #06

Lily catches sight of Julia Ann and simply cannot look away. That body, those hips, the way she moves — everything Lily has been aching to touch. She steps in close, hands already at Julia’s waist, skin warm and bare beneath her fingers. Julia lets her in with the slightest arch of her back, lips parted, breath catching when Lily’s mouth finds her throat. Lily takes her time. She peels the silk away from Julia’s breasts, runs her tongue over stiff nipples until Julia gasps and pulls her closer. Then she drops to her knees. She spreads Julia open with both hands, tongue sliding deep between soft folds. Julia grips the edge of the chair and grinds down on Lily’s mouth, every stroke deliberate, every sound telling Lily she’s exactly where she wants to be.