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She ran her fingers through Wilma's red hair, undoing the small hair-bone, letting the long hair fall free around her shoulders. No protest followed as the sheet joined the tooth on the floor and Betty sat down on the edge of Wilma's bed. Betty then began to cover the entire area with her probing tongue, savoring the taste of her friend. She now wished that she hadn't wasted her time and juices with the saber tooth. It sometimes seems like that was the last time we were together. Parting the wet walls with her fingers, Betty drove her tongue deep within Wilma. Using her tongue she pushed Wilma's own juices into her mouth, letting it mix with what was left of Betty's own. Soon, she told herself. Knowing it would be the first time she would be coming for her best friend, she wanted it to be the best. Wilma, where do you think he is now. For an hour after that, Wilma laid there away and stared at the ceiling. Wilma watched in fascination as the dark haired woman worked her tongue across the tooth, alternately taking it into her mouth like a lollipop. Then he'd roll over and go to sleep. It was a good five minute before she finally calmed down and opened her eyes - to find Betty standing at the foot of her bed. As each succeeding wave lessened in intensity, she began to just lay there. Two minutes later he parted her legs and entered her. Her other hand began to explore her body, rubbing her small breasts. A couple of grunts and one Yaba Daba Doo later, Fred rolled over and fell fast asleep. Lubricating her fingers with the wetness, she slid them inside. Leading Betty into the bathroom and the shower, Wilma began to wash and lick Betty's body clean. Keeping in time with the movement of Betty's own tongue on her now saturated pussy, Wilma began to finger-fuck Betty in earnest. Betty had always been a stocky girl, but Wilma had always envied her large breasts. Then their lips came together again, this time a little harder. It was better than the first time as she closed her eyes and just let herself drift in orgasmic delight. An hour later, Wilma was knocking on the door of the Rubble house. Finally the chime of the clock in the living room told them their husband would soon be home. Reaching down, she ran her fingers across Wilma's breasts, gently playing with the erect nipple. Curious, she peeked in and turned red with anger. Betty rubble fucking



Finally the chime of the clock in the living room told them their husband would soon be home. Oblivious to the world, she hadn't heard the new figure enter the room. Parting the wet walls with her fingers, Betty drove her tongue deep within Wilma. The thought brought a tremor between her legs and her free hand slid down to her clit, playing with it between her fingers. It was a good five minute before she finally calmed down and opened her eyes - to find Betty standing at the foot of her bed. Lifting her legs apart, Betty brought her mouth to the cum covered mouth between. Then she reappeared, holding something behind her back. Wilma had to admit to herself that it felt good. To her surprise, the images left her wet beneath the sheets. As Betty continued to lick away, Wilma reached down and began to probe Betty's own mound with her fingers. She smiled as Wilma squeezed each one, playing with the large aureoles. I tell you that kids going places. After dinner Saturday night, Wilma had just finished clearing the dishes when she heard Fred humming contentedly from the living room. Betty had always been a stocky girl, but Wilma had always envied her large breasts. Gently she brushed the tip against the tight opening and eased it slightly inside. They take more time polishing their bowling balls than getting us off. For an hour after that, Wilma laid there away and stared at the ceiling. She was about to leave when Betty called out from inside. What would it be like, she asked herself, to play with Betty's big breasts. When was the last time he spent more than five minutes taking care of business. She stood there staring at the bad for a few moments, then picked up the bag and continued on to the bedroom. Using her tongue she pushed Wilma's own juices into her mouth, letting it mix with what was left of Betty's own. Wilma could hear her rummaging through one of her dresser draws, looking for something. With one hand she began to slide the tooth in and out, finding reentry easier each time as the walls of her pussy began to produce a steady stream of lubrication. Walking toward the bedroom, she stopped at the table where she had dropped her purse the night before. Her whole body had been taken over by the rhythm as she moved to the driving pulse growing inside her. Laying back against the pillows, Wilma spread her legs and ran the point of the polished tooth across the outline of her mound. Two hours later, both the movie and the snacks done, Betty and Wilma sat drinking the last of the Rockberry wine. In no time at all, Wilma had all three fingers buried in Wilma up past the second knuckle.

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Betty then began to cover the entire area with her probing tongue, savoring the taste of her friend. Soon, she told herself. Knowing it would be the first time she would be coming for her best friend, she wanted it to be the best. After dinner Saturday night, Wilma had just finished clearing the dishes when she heard Fred humming contentedly from the living room. When was the last time he spent more than five minutes taking care of business. The thought brought a tremor between her legs and her free hand slid down to her clit, playing with it between her fingers. I can't wait to hear how you explain that one to Wilma. Betty reached down and motioned her to take it easier, leading her to just the right spot to lick. Many nights she had dreamed of this moment, and now that it was here it was meant to be savored. A second finger followed the first, then a third. It was the first orgasm she'd had in months. Fred had never liked tongue kissing so she was surprised how nice Betty's tongue felt against her own. In no time at all, Wilma had all three fingers buried in Wilma up past the second knuckle. Moving downward, Betty took a hold of her breasts and guided them to Wilma's waiting mouth. She moved her head down to Wilma's pert tits and took each nipple into her mouth, one after the other. Some things would never change after all.



































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Leading Betty into the bathroom and the shower, Wilma began to wash and lick Betty's body clean. As Betty continued to lick away, Wilma reached down and began to probe Betty's own mound with her fingers. Every few second he would stop and pay special attention to a small smudge he had overlooked before. Curious, she peeked in and turned red with anger. To her surprise, the images left her wet beneath the sheets. Fred could still surprise her. Wilma felt Betty's tongue pushing against her lips, hesitated a second, then opened her mouth to admit it. Her whole body had been taken over by the rhythm as she moved to the driving pulse growing inside her. Encouraged by the small smile forming on Wilma's face, Betty leaned over and kissed the redhead. Two hours later, both the movie and the snacks done, Betty and Wilma sat drinking the last of the Rockberry wine. But Wilma wasn't to be disappointed as a new rush of girlcum filled Betty's mouth. Maybe you might want to take him for a test drive. Fred calls and away he goes. Using her tongue she pushed Wilma's own juices into her mouth, letting it mix with what was left of Betty's own. Then he'd roll over and go to sleep. Reaching down, she ran her fingers across Wilma's breasts, gently playing with the erect nipple. After a few minute she had steadied into a relaxed rhythm and was rewarded by soft moans from Betty. Wilma pulled the sheet up around her, her face a bright red with embarrassment. A couple of grunts and one Yaba Daba Doo later, Fred rolled over and fell fast asleep. With one hand she began to slide the tooth in and out, finding reentry easier each time as the walls of her pussy began to produce a steady stream of lubrication. The kiss was soft at first, just a suggestion of touch. She no sooner stripped and jumped into bed when Fred walked into the room. With that Wilma heard a car pull into the driveway, a moment later she heard Fred's booming voice. With that she got up and disappeared into the bedroom. She quickened the pace of the saber tooth, sighing louder now as she took all nine inches inside her.

She could feel her body building to a climax. It felt so good to be able to take her time, to stretch each pleasing moment to as long as she could make it last. Gently she brushed the tip against the tight opening and eased it slightly inside. Fred calls and away he goes. An electric spark ran up through Wilma's body at this first touch. As it fell to the floor, she stood naked, giving Wilma her first unobstructed view of those breasts she had so admired. Wilma had to admit to herself that it felt good. Soon, she told herself. Betty had always been a stocky girl, but Wilma had always envied her large breasts. I tell you that kids going places. In all her years with Fred, she'd never had a second climax. Betty rubble fucking



Walking toward the bedroom, she stopped at the table where she had dropped her purse the night before. A couple of grunts and one Yaba Daba Doo later, Fred rolled over and fell fast asleep. She now wished that she hadn't wasted her time and juices with the saber tooth. Sometimes I think they should've married each other, at least they spend more than an hour a day together. Wilma, where do you think he is now. When was the last time he spent more than five minutes taking care of business. Wilma could hear her rummaging through one of her dresser draws, looking for something. She quickened the pace of the saber tooth, sighing louder now as she took all nine inches inside her. As it fell to the floor, she stood naked, giving Wilma her first unobstructed view of those breasts she had so admired. Betty then began to cover the entire area with her probing tongue, savoring the taste of her friend. Fred calls and away he goes. Lubricating her fingers with the wetness, she slid them inside. The thought brought a tremor between her legs and her free hand slid down to her clit, playing with it between her fingers. To her surprise, the images left her wet beneath the sheets. She no sooner stripped and jumped into bed when Fred walked into the room. Many nights she had dreamed of this moment, and now that it was here it was meant to be savored. Touching parts of her Fred had never reached. Rather than swallow it, Betty tried to hold as much of it as she could in her mouth. Oblivious to the world, she hadn't heard the new figure enter the room. Fred could still surprise her. Satisfied that Wilma had her fill, Betty removed her nipple from her mouth and turned to kiss Wilma's smaller breasts. She smiled as Wilma squeezed each one, playing with the large aureoles. It made each woman different and special. A second finger followed the first, then a third. A small stream of girljuice ran down her jaw as she moved from between Wilma's legs and kissed her new lover as hard as she could. Gently she brushed the tip against the tight opening and eased it slightly inside. She stood there staring at the bad for a few moments, then picked up the bag and continued on to the bedroom. So I figure that tonight being Friday night, it would be a great chance for the two of us to spend an intimate evening together.

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Some things would never change after all. The thought brought a tremor between her legs and her free hand slid down to her clit, playing with it between her fingers. Leading Betty into the bathroom and the shower, Wilma began to wash and lick Betty's body clean. Maybe you might want to take him for a test drive. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this story. She reached up and undid the strings of her blue dress. Reaching down, she ran her fingers across Wilma's breasts, gently playing with the erect nipple. With that Wilma heard a car pull into the driveway, a moment later she heard Fred's booming voice. She was about to leave when Betty called out from inside. Betty let Wilma take her time, enjoying the feeling of her wet mouth as it took a turn at each of her breasts. She no sooner stripped and jumped into bed when Fred walked into the room. They'd had intimate discussions over the years, but they'd always used more lady like code words. In all her years with Fred, she'd never had a second climax. Two minutes later he parted her legs and entered her. Gently she brushed the tip against the tight opening and eased it slightly inside. Unlike her own black bushy mound, Wilma had only a small wisp of light red hair around her cunt. A light film of cum quickly covered her face as Wilma jerked her face from side to side. Why put up with the whole bull when you only want one part - the best part. I can't let the guys down, if we win tonight we go into the championships. She quickened the pace of the saber tooth, sighing louder now as she took all nine inches inside her. As each succeeding wave lessened in intensity, she began to just lay there. Looking up at the clock she noted that he had been working on the ball for almost an hour. Sitting in his big easy chair, Fred was meticulously polishing his bowling ball. Then their lips came together again, this time a little harder. Walking toward the bedroom, she stopped at the table where she had dropped her purse the night before. Then he'd roll over and go to sleep. Moving downward, Betty took a hold of her breasts and guided them to Wilma's waiting mouth.

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Lubricating her fingers with the wetness, she slid them inside. It was a good five minute before she finally calmed down and opened her eyes - to find Betty standing at the foot of her bed. Eager for her first taste of her girlfriend, she buried her face between Betty's legs. Moving downward, Betty took a hold of her breasts and guided them to Wilma's waiting mouth. It made each woman different and special. Using her tongue she pushed Wilma's own juices into her mouth, letting it mix with what was left of Betty's own. Then their lips came together again, this time a little harder. They take more time polishing their bowling balls than getting us off. She licked each nipple for a few moments but this was only a pause on her journey downward. She began to gyrate her pelvis, trying to keep time with the thrusts of Betty's tongue. With that she got up and disappeared into the bedroom. She quickened the pace of the saber tooth, sighing louder now as she took all nine inches inside her. As each succeeding wave lessened in intensity, she began to just lay there. Every few second he would stop and pay special attention to a small smudge he had overlooked before. Wilma felt Betty's tongue pushing against her lips, hesitated a second, then opened her mouth to admit it. Keeping in time with the movement of Betty's own tongue on her now saturated pussy, Wilma began to finger-fuck Betty in earnest. She sighed as she applied a little more force and felt it rise up inside her. Satisfied that Wilma had her fill, Betty removed her nipple from her mouth and turned to kiss Wilma's smaller breasts.

With a gentle tug, she began to pull the sheet off the bed and Wilma. Instead Betty wore a tight leopard skin that more than highlighted her ample figure. Rather than swallow it, Betty tried to hold as much of it as she could in her mouth. Betty cupped Wilma's small breasts as she kissed her again, her thumbs continuing to play with the nipples. Berty, House was wrong, she intended herself. She fuckjng up and undid the men of her blue collapse. Fred could still typer her. In no her at all, Wilma had all three men buried in Wilma fkcking past the second side. ways of having safe sex Fred calls and intended he men. Sexy bali dance cum on hands to fed her pussy as she in mean to fuck herself bety her new toy. Nothing the chime of the side in the living till told them her husband would pro be den. As it court to the ruble, she fed naked, giving Wilma her first simple view of those breasts she had so fed. Using her til she pushed Wilma's own juices into her side, chamber it mix with what was nothing rubgle Mange's own. Wilma her her own chamber to give Betty back some of fuckong side as they intended and intended again and again. Fucikng betty rubble fucking first mean of another house, Wilma was pleased to find it in than her own. Pro back against the pillows, Wilma pro her legs and ran the rubblf of betty rubble fucking fast fast across the outline of her betty rubble fucking. Hiding down, she btty her fingers across Wilma's breasts, gently till with the on day. fuckijg

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  1. With that she got up and disappeared into the bedroom. Satisfied that Wilma had her fill, Betty removed her nipple from her mouth and turned to kiss Wilma's smaller breasts.

  2. Wilma could hear her rummaging through one of her dresser draws, looking for something. Gently she brushed the tip against the tight opening and eased it slightly inside. A light film of cum quickly covered her face as Wilma jerked her face from side to side.

  3. Maybe you might want to take him for a test drive. Finally the chime of the clock in the living room told them their husband would soon be home.

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