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Mavis undressed her, assisting the removal of her clothing by turning, lifting ... lifting ... lifting. Mavis
almost fainted with sensual hunger as Becky raised her fanny high, saluting the attention with a bump and
grind of her enticing, hairy crotch and puffed vulva.
How can I fuck her? Mavis pondered, stripping out of her own clothes. How does one woman fuck
another? I can suck her-eat her juicy, delectable hair-dish-but I can't fuck her! Only a man has a big
prick and can fuck deep into a woman's pussy.
She bent and kissed Becky's docile, pliant lips, let her greedy mouth nuzzle, trail to capture one of
Becky's succulent tittie points. Mavis sucked hard, felt Becky's timid hand pressing into her own left
breast. She was reassured by Becky's quickening breath ...
Mavis would feel her way along. She would bathe the young thing good and bed her ... instinct would
lead her ... maybe, Becky would eat her pussy, too! A hot shimmer shivered all through Mavis' body as
the thought steamed in her mind. It would be wonderful to have a virgin love her cunt! She gently tugged
Becky from the bed and urged her into the hot bath. As she was about to step in, too, the telephone
rang.
"Damnit!" Mavis swore softly, lunging back into the bedroom. "Hello!"
"This is Phil, Mavis; 'fraid I'll be tied up until at least next Saturday. The ginks who pulled this job think
they are pretty smart. It's about the same type of setup as the guys were talking about at the poker
party. The same chain store, as a matter of fact. No security. One manager collects all of the money.
Easy robbery. But I think, in this case, it is one of the armored van crews behind it. Should have it
solved by Friday night. These bastards don't know how to cover tracks ... anyone with brains could rob
these people and never be touched! See ya sometime Saturday."
Mavis' tension and preoccupation with the naked young woman in the bath tub had no chance to change
before Phil broke the connection. He was gone. All Mavis was left with was a vague, nagging worry and
the sexual opportunity for girl-girl adventure.
Trembling with anticipation, Mavis returned to the bathroom, pausing in the doorway to study the petite
Becky who was lying in the full tub of warm water, knees drawn up and flung apart, saucy breast
mounds bobbing firmly. Her pretty lips arched slightly in a smile of beautific contentment. Her half-closed
eyes almost formed a question of what happens next, but not quite.
When Mavis stepped into the tub, between Becky's feet, the strawberry blonde woman drew herself up
slightly in the tub to make room for her. Mavis shivered with pleasure as she squatted and the hottish
water lapped against her taut buttocks and splashed into the gentle gape of her swollen, excited vulva.
She felt her clitoris stiffening and extending out of its little fleshy sheath and she was growing passionately
hot.
To restrain herself from all but attacking the enticing young beauty, she picked up the large bar of
perfumed soap in both hands and began to rub it up and down the inner planes of Becky's silky thighs.
"Aaaaahhhh-ooooh!" Becky sighed, closing her eyes and tilting her head back as Mavis worked the
smooth soap up and down her legs, each stroke reaching nearer and nearer the glorious vee of those
perfect legs. She has a healthy fur patch, Mavis squinted at Becky's gently rounded pussy that had
accommodated such an enormous cock for the first time just a short time before. She had to admit there
was no evidence that Willie's penis had stretched it out of shape. She was young, her labia very elastic
and resilient, Mavis marveled, at last grazing the puffy flesh with its lavish growth of curly pubic hair.
"Aaaaahhhh!" Becky murmured and Mavis could see the muscles crawl in Becky's pussy, then up over
her curvy body to rub the proud titties with erect nipples.
"Ooooooohhhhhh-la-laaaaa!" Becky cooed as Mavis built a rich lather on the firm melons with the bar in
one hand and using the other to caress and squeeze and tease the dark brownish-pink point. You're a
sensuous young lady, Mavis thought, letting the soap slip away and using both hands on Beckons
breasts. Why haven't you let Dell get into you before this? There are a few of us who know that he is a
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