Franky sat up, so they were face to face. Her neck was flushed and her pupils dilated as she panted wantonly. Karen took the lead again and pulled Franky’s vest over her head. Karen could smell the prison soap mingling with Franky’s own scent as she took her full breasts in her hands. Their mouths collided again, and she eased Franky back and continued her onslaught. Her fingers skimmed and teased the nipples until they stood erect and then with her perfect teeth and greedy mouth, she coaxed them until Franky cried out.

Karen’s shyness dissipated further, and her slender fingers grasped the elastic waistband of Franky’s shorts. sliding them down her legs and over her feet. Franky was totally stripped and exposed before her. Aroused, excited and lovely. Karen then lifted her nightie over her own head revealing her small high breasts and pretty pink nipples. Franky was laying back, hands behind her head, submissive to the now dominant and very dirty Karen. Fuck, she was desperate to touch her, to eat her and fuck her but she was enjoying this new experience too.

Karen was shy around putting her tongue ’down there’ but the breathy sighs and expletives coming from Franky melted her self-doubt. She worked on instinct alone, delving into the damp curls and finding her new lover’s sweet spot with the tip of her tongue, lapping, licking and drinking in all she could get of Franky’s musk. She took her cues from her lover and her own base desires, and it appeared she was a natural. Franky purred. her toes curled, her body tensed, on the brink of crisis. But Karen stopped before Franky erupted completely.

For a heartbeat, Franky gasped, scared of what this could mean. Could she be playing her at her own game? No games this time said Karen. She came back to up join with Franky’s open mouth and to rake her fingers through her hair. Her playfulness was becoming more frenzied and vigorous, who was this woman? Franky tasted her own longing on Karen’s mouth. Naughty girl, she thought, she fuckin loves this.

Franky’s face was pressed into her pillow as she was pushed on to her stomach, Again, that neck, fuck did Franky’s realise what she did to her? She stroked down Franky’s back with her fingernails and stopped at the cleft of her arse. With little hesitation she glided three of her beautiful fingers into Franky’s thrumming cunt. She was so slippery that Karen could barely feel her but Franky’s groan, and cries into the pillow told her again that she could do no wrong. She made her way back up to Franky’s studded left ear and whispered to her as she sucked the lobe, licking it and teasing it.