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Kali could feel her arousal, and with a delicate touch she began to massage, brushing against the lips and circling the clit. Claire parted her legs a little further and Kali felt her shudder. For a few moments her fingers caressed and stroked and Kali heard her lovers breathing grow heavier. She began to draw her fingers back, running them between the lips of Claire’s pussy, gently parting them. Her middle finger slid inside for the briefest moment as it passed. She felt the girl relax against her as the hand withdrew, the pace of her breath slowing.Kali did not hesitate, she delivered a sharp forceful slap that rang with the sound of skin and against skin. Claire let out a cry of surprise and pain followed by a moaning sigh. Kali worked more slowly now, the second slap struck the other cheek with just a touch more force than the first. She savoured the sound of Claire’s gasp and the feel of her lover as she flexed against her. With a steady rhythm she began to strike each cheek in. It always seems like a woman is encouraging you to just crawl up in there and I’ve often so wanted to do just that. When I rose up thinking we were both on the edge, she said, ‘Let me on top, I’ll put you inside me’. I lay on my back and she straddled me. When she took my erect penis in her hand she had a tight grip and I was afraid she wouldn’t get it in before it was too late. She directed the tip of my penis into her vagina and then gradually lowered herself. When she was raising up and down on my penis, she kept yelling, ‘Oh yes! Oh yes! I did it!’ I thought about saying something like, ‘Hey, what about me?’ But then I was lost in my own shouting. Lisa must have climaxed almost at the same time I exploded because her contractions were squeezing me tight inside her. Afterwards I lay beside her holding her in my arms and we had our legs intertwined. She kept squeezing and un-squeezing my thigh between her legs, pressing it tight to her vulva. I had my hand between my thigh and her.
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