Lesbians dancing naked…

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Lesbians dancing naked on the ceiling again,
treating each other as very good friends.
The audience stop and stare,
As the spread there thighs for each other to share.
Touching each other in all the right places, to busy to care about all the staring faces.
One kisses the others breasts with her soft gentle lips cause she knows her mate loves it when she plays with her tits.
The other slowly rubs her thighs, which she willingly spreads nice and wide.
She plays with her clit then inserts her fingers in, which makes the girl quiver and moan with a grin.
She couldn’t stand it any longer and went on down
She loves that sweet pussy taste in her mouth….
How good her tongue felt and she wanted pussy too so the two sixty-nined which they loved to do.
Licking each other in the most satisfying ways while they use their fingers to play in other things.
The two enjoyed themselves so very much,
The audience never looked away as the two girls fucked.
That’s a show I’d like to see,
Watching two woman do their thing.

story by: jenn420



Tags: poem lesbian sex story

Author: jenn420



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