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Imitating Georgia O’Keeffe (1)
I plant tiny kisses on her belly and unzip her pants as the same time. I then grab them and her panties and take them off her, exposing her now fully naked body to my view – every time I see it is like the first time to me, her body is a work of art and I could just sit all day, looking at it mesmerized. But it’s not what I have in mind at this very sleazy moment, so I quickly take my own pants and settle between Tina’s legs. I caress her inner tights and finally I can inhale her wonderful smell and see exactly how wet she is.
“Bette, please,” she manages to say in a husky voice and I kiss her lips and ran my tongue along their entire length and she cries out, enjoying the long awaited contact. I spread the lips with my tongue and it dives into the beautiful orifice that is now open to me. Tina spreads her legs even wider, granting me full access to the most delicious and sweet areas of hers that even an outstanding artist like O’Keeffe couldn’t have painted if she wanted and my mouth finds her clit, lightly brushing against it at first and then playing with it with my tongue. Her back arches and she closes her eyes, bending her head back. I cannot tease her anymore and insert two fingers into her ever so wet pussy and she cries out and writhes and pants. I find my rhythm and fondle her clit along with thrusting my fingers into her in unison.
She’s almost there, I feel it because her whole body tenses and she grabs the shits around her head in a moment she comes, her inner walls tighten around my fingers and a sweet liquid runs out of her right into my ready mouth. As her body soothes and she places her fingers into my hair, I lick her dry and shift my body on hers again to french her for another minute.
As the kiss ends, she blurts out “It was amazing”
“Was it?” I inquire, biting her lip just a bit.
“Yes. Your talent is just as high as I expected it to be if not higher.”
“Oh really?” I ask and grin at her, feeling the pride building up.
“Absolutely,” she says and places both of her hands on my breasts, “but it’s time to show you that I’ve also got quite a unique talent in this very area.”
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(27 votes, average: 3.37 out of 5)
A most pleasant exercise for all, Bette, Tina and your readers. You’re not so crazy after all, Maggot.
the good ol’ times…. will we ever have them back on the show. thanks for the walk down the memory lane. good reading.
it was got and much needed for all tibette fans…thanks
Okay, now I’m going to get my woman, and test her talents….thanks for sharing.
just what we needed before the show airs later…. thank you…