Girl games

I can't get enough of Maya—she keeps me laughing. Last night she bent the rules of rock-paper-scissors until they snapped. The loser had to kiss the winner, tongue first; then the clothes came off and the kisses moved lower. She spread me open on the rug and licked the length of my pussy, slow and deliberate, then offered her own, warm and already slick, every slick drag of tongue sealing the revised rules between us.