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Chapter 25

  • Annie set her foot down and spoke softly into the half-light. "Anything you want." She had guided Michele's feet so she was turned around. Looking upwards at her ass, Annie slid her hands up her legs, up under her dress, until she reached the waistband of her panties. "Why? Why would you do that?" Michele said into the gloom. Her voice was wispy, almost just breath; came from very high in her chest. Annie pulled the waistband back and over the globe of Michele's ass and then down to the ground, holding them there as Michele stepped out of them. She smelled of sangria, her feet and legs were spattered with sticky drops of it. "Because I've fallen for you too," she told her, still on her hands and knees. Still holding her soiled panties "Because I want to give you what you want. Whatever you want." Michele said something, but Annie couldn't make it out. Sliding her hands up the back of Michele's legs, taking hold of her ass, she stood on her knees, preparing to make her obeisance.
  • She could feel as Michele bunched the front of her dress in her fists, pulled it forward and up over her waist, exposing her ass. Slowly, holding the dress out in front of her, she bent her knees slightly and twisted smoothly around, shifting one foot and then the other, as if in ritual, until Annie was staring at the swell of Michele's hairless pussy. In the pale light, the dress now separated the two girls like a veil; hid them from one another. Annie's mouth filled with saliva as she stared. Michele's labia, a delicate shim of flesh splitting her down the middle, peaking out wetly in the blue light.
  • From the other side of the viel she heard Michele say, "Please Annie, take me in your mouth." Her breath still came from high in her chest, her voice wavered, but it was no longer a whisper. Annie heard her clearly, felt her need. Hidden from Michele's view beneath the scrim of her dress Annie opened her mouth and moved it wetly over Michele's lips, pushing her tongue inward she was rewarded with a warm liquid greeting. Their waters mixed. She felt Michele's waters soak her chin. Annie held on the her thighs as she widen her stance. She felt her waters dripping down her neck as Michele dropped her dress, let it fall over Annie's head so that she could hold her head in her hands. She felt Michele pulling her face upwards into the darkness of the dress, felt the muscle walls of her pussy embrace her tongue. And with a crude grunt aimed at the ceiling,
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