I realized that I was moaning also, just like she was, and just as my thoughts wandered to wondering about how loud we were getting, my breasts brushed against the wetness of her entrance. The eroticism of it was indescribable.

Again, on instinct, I gently pushed the soaking panties to one side, and rubbed a nipple that was jutting out from the thin cotton of my tank top. I felt her get even wetter. I released the panty and hurriedly pulled my top off.

“I’m removing this, Aerin,” I said hoarsely, somehow finding my voice. She lifted her hips up, in response. I pulled her panties out, and started to kiss and lick my way up her legs after that. As I neared her mound, I gently pushed her legs wider, and positioned myself between them.

I could smell her special aroma all around us, and licked my lips in anticipation of shortly being able to take my first taste of her.

I ran a finger from the top of her slit down to near the puckered entrance of her other hole, wondering about how to proceed. She arched her hips even higher.

Don’t overthink this Harley. Just go with how you’d like it first, and then feel your way to what she wants.

I caressed the backs of her thighs, and let my fingers work slowly in circles closer and closer to the smooth skin of her very, very wet entrance.

I didn’t mean to tease her like this, but I wasn’t sure about whether she’d like me to touch her first, and then lick her? Or …

I slid a finger around her smooth mound, tracing a wet path along the length of her entrance, moving slowly up and down slowly, and then all around the soft flesh. I lowered my head and kissed the soft spots of her inner thighs.

“Unnhh, Harley,” she moaned. “Please … just…”

She twined her fingers into my hair, pulling on my head. And then she stopped, just as I pushed on her thighs to spread her even wider.

“Baby, you don’t have to…” she said hoarsely.

“Shhh…” I answered, and slid my tongue between the thick, slick pussy lips, to get my first taste of her.