Date: 11/4/2018, Categories: Lesbian, Author: monica3, Source: LushStories
‘I have to admit,’ said Vicktoria, ‘I do love a knee trembler.’ The kitchen is a large room equipped, as you’d expect in a country home, with a range cooker as well as a conventional type. The centre of the room is dominated by a long oak table and my bum was against as Vicky was fucking me, her hands on m shoulders. My kirt was up and my knickers still in place. She’d come into the kitchen as I was preparing our supper. Her strappy had poked out lewdly from her brown leather trousers. ‘Come on, sweets, get your arse against the table, Vicky wants puss.’ ‘Rosamund,’ I said, ‘is in the sitting room.’ ‘Very bloody funny.’ I leant back against the table and lifted my skirt, knowing there was to be only enough foreplay to get me wet. Her hand went to my pussy up the loose leg of my knickers and she stroked while she also kissed me firmly. ‘I may be a bit kinky, darling, but even I draw the line at our furry friends. Mmm, it seems little Suzy’s ready already. I do love a willing fuck.’ She pushed her strapon into me slowly, her arms outstretched so she could watch my eyes. Then she closed in on me and began to fuck me, lifting me a little with each plunge. In a low voice she said, ‘It’s a new one. I bought it online the other day. No straps on this little darling and it sits better than the other one. Simply had to give it a test run. Likee?’ Oh God, did I likee. I grunted assent and she sort of growled. I put my arms around her neck and kissed her fervently, wanting her to know ...